She's a good girl, crazy about Elvis, loves horses, and her boyfriend, too.

At the end of the day, you're just phonograph records.

I had the radio on, I was driving. Trees flew by, me and Del were singing, Little Runaway, I was flying.

I think to be successful you have to work really hard but you also have to have a little bit of luck.

I'm barely prolific and incredibly lazy.

There goes your freedom of choice, there goes the last human voice.

I've never had any idea that what I like would resonate with the audience, and I'm pleasantly surprised when it does.