It's Not Easy To Define

There Are Things I Could Say. But I Don't.

You Five And Ten Cent Women With Nothing In Your Heads, I Got A Real Gal I'm Loving And Lord I'll Love Her 'til I'm Dead.

I Believe That Instinct Is What Makes A Genius A Genius.

You Call Yourself What You Want To Call Yourself. This Is The Land Of The Free.

Walkin' Through The Leaves Fallin' From The Trees, Feelin' Like A Stranger Nobody Sees.