My Punches Are Just As Hard In

How Would You Like To Find Out How Good My Right Is?

Newspapermen Ask Dumb Questions. They Look Up At The Sun And Ask If It Is Shining.

Come Over Here And Sit On My Knee And Finish Your Orange Juice.

If They Ever Let Me In The Ring With Him [cassius Clay], I'm Liable To Be Put Away For Murder.

It Don't Matter As Long As He Can Count Up To 10