There's nobody I look up to, really.
You can keep your Streisands.
There's still plenty of lead in this pencil, but I only write to one person now.
We all need a laugh and I guess you're just the one.
Don't have much, but what I've got is yours, except of course my steel guitar.
Well, there's not a day goes by when I don't get up and say thank you to somebody.