You know I'm a firm believer that women come in all shapes and all sizes and you know certain people like certain things. It's all good, whether it's big, small, whatever.

But still it's like I said, when you hop in a cab in Italy and the guy doesn't speak English, uhh, you know, you have to start pointin' at things. You learn how to deal with it. What I'm tryin' to say is that it's not as convenient as touring in the states or say somewhere like Australia or even England where they speak the same language fluently.