I Am Right. I`m Always

Hippies? Why, I'm The Original.

Other People - They Practice And They Practice... These Fingers Of Mine, They Got Brains In 'em. You Don't Tell Them What To Do - They Do It. God Given Talent.

These Fingers Of Mine Got Brains In 'em.

If I'm Going To Hell, I'm Going There Playing The Piano.

When They Look Back On Me I Want 'em To Remember Me Not For All My Wives, Although I've Had A Few, And Certainly Not For Any Mansions Or High Livin' Money I Made And Spent. I Want 'em To Remember Me Simply For My Music.