In Some Ways, It's My

In Some Ways, It's My Rage That Keeps Me Going.

My Mother Was A Jazz Fanatic And She Wanted Me To Play The Piano So I Could Play Jazz Tunes. I Wish I Had Learned But I Was Too Busy Getting Into Trouble!

Long As I Was Riding In A Big Cadillac And Dressed Nice And Had Plenty Of Food, That's All I Cared About.

My Mother Always Told Me, Even If A Song Has Been Done A Thousand Times, You Can Still Bring Something Of Your Own To It. I'd Like To Think I Did That.

I'm Not Starry Eyed, And I'm Not Money Crazy.