Pardon the way that I stare, there's nothing else to compare. The sight of you leaves me weak, there are no words left to speak.

At long last love has arrived, and I thank God I'm alive. You're just too good to be true, can't take my eyes off of you.

Jazz was my first love.

You can take the guy out of the neighborhood but you can't take the neighborhood out of the guy.

I'm not doing contemporary songs unless something comes along that really knocks my socks off.

I spent many a summer early morning with the radio very low, half sleeping and half listening.

Grease is the word, is the word that you heard, It's got groove, its got feeling.