The last thing I remember, I left with a girl on a motor bike that weighed 300 pounds.

My life has been an open book, really. Everybody knows everything about me.

I've tried to have a regular haircut, but it just pops back up again, so this is the way it's going to be.

I've still got a brilliant head of hair, which refuses to lay down.

Elvis was the king. No doubt about it. People like myself, Mick Jagger and all the others only followed in his footsteps.

I never feel any aggravation from the public.

Even by rock star standards, I was pretty awful.