Let me fall out of the window/ With confetti in my hair

Your old home town's so far away, but inside your head there's a record that's playing, a song called 'Hold On

There's always free cheddar in the mousetrap, baby.

He said, I'm better off without her, until I showed him my tattoo.

If you're a writer you know that the stories don't come to you, you have to go looking for them. The old men in the lobby: that's where the stories were.

I don't go to church on Sunday, don't get on my knees to pray, or memorize the books of the Bible, I got my own special way

Got 27 children I never see.