My eyes adored ya Though I never laid a hand on you My eyes adored ya Like a million miles away from me you couldn't see how I adored ya So close, so close and yet so far

Pardon the way that I stare, there's nothing else to compare. The sight of you leaves me weak, there are no words left to speak.

I cherish the memory of being a friend of Frank Sinatra on a friendship level to the point where we really hung out. We worked in Vegas, wed talk on the phone, and if I wasnt doing anything, Id fly out, and I spent time in Palm Springs at his house - on a level the way friends would be, not with a whole crowd of people.

Grease is the word, is the word that you heard, It's got groove, its got feeling.

I dont play golf or tennis, I dont ski, I dont snowboard. If you love what you do, you never get enough of it.

At long last love has arrived, and I thank God I'm alive. You're just too good to be true, can't take my eyes off of you.

You can take the guy out of the neighborhood but you can't take the neighborhood out of the guy.

I grew up beyond proud - we didnt have much, but we had a lot of love.