Somebody that comes and dumps a brand-new album on me and doesn't play the old stuff, I'm pissed!

I believe in the 'Wal-Mart' school of business. The less people pay, the more they enjoy it.

It's midnight Cinderella, but don't worry none. Cause I'm Peter the Pumpkin Eater and the party's just begun.

That smell of freshly cut grass makes me think of Friday night football in high school. The smell of popcorn and cigar smoke reminds me of the stadium. The cutting of the grass reminds me of the August practice.

She's sun and rain, she's fire and ice, a little crazy, but it's nice. And when she gets mad, you best leave her alone, cause she'll rage like a river then she'll beg you to forgive her.

I want to get within myself and write. I really, really want to write.

If she were a president, she'd be Baberham Lincoln.