I slowly surrender to the child in me who can't say goodbye.

Never did I think that I became family entertainment.

I remember the excruciating school task of writing a three-page term paper. But, oh, that feeling when I was done! I think I drive myself for that feeling of accomplishment.

Bryl-cream, a little dab will do you.

Indecision may or may not be my problem.

We're weird roman candles burning bright at both ends. At the end of the road's where this story begins. Where the green of the gulf meets the blue of the sea. What makes it all happen is still a mystery to me. But those crazy days and those crazy ways, we never want to undo. We'll be together, now and forever.

Being rich and famous seems to have its ups and downs. That's the price you pay for being troubadours and clowns.