Bring me a girl, they're always the best. You put 'em on stage, and you have 'em undress.

I got my own way of praying.

There's a freeway running through the yard.

I'll stand my ground and I won't back down.

I can't crawl any further. You never crawled for me.

My mama was a rocker way back in fifty-three, buys them old records that they sell on TV.

You need eagles wings to get over things that make no sense in this world.