Other arms reach out to me, Other eyes smile tenderly, Still in peaceful dreams I see, The road leads back to you.

There are many spokes on the wheel of life. First, we're here to explore new possibilities.

Now Listen You know I work so hard, all day long Everything I try to do, Seem to always turn out wrong That's why I wanna stop by on my way home and say Let's go get stoned

Sometimes my dreams are so deep that I dream that I'm dreaming.

Nowadays they say you need a special chip to put in the TV so kids can't watch this and that. In my day, we didn't need a chip. My mom was the chip. End of story.

I'm not a jazz singer, blues singer or country singer. I'm a singer that can sing rhythm & blues, that can sing jazz, that can sing country. There's a big difference. In other words, I'm not a specialist.

Art Tatum -- he was a genius. And Einstein, not me.