He Who Feels It, Knows It More.

Every Need Got An Ego To Feed.

You May Not Be Her First, Her Last, Or Her Only. She Loved Before She May Love Again. But If She Loves You Now, What Else Matters?

There Comes A Time As An Artist, Can't Follow The Crowd. You Have To Do You, And Make The Crowd Follow You.

I Want To Give You Some Love, I Want To Give You Some Good Good Lovin

Your Recipe, Darling, Is So Tasty, And You Sure Can Stir Your Pot.