What Do You Do After You Go

I Just Had A Son And Had To Take Him To The Paediatrician And He Measured His Head And Apparently He's In A Group In Which Only 14 Per Cent Of The Population Have A Bigger Head Than Him. Then She Said: "do You Mind If I Measure Your Head?" I Said: "go Ahead." And She Was Shocked, Because Less Than One Per Cent Of The World's Population Has A Bigger Head Than Mine. So I Guess That Means I'm Pretty Full Of Myself. Or That I Have A Huge Brain.

I've Had So Many Hot, Cheesy, Corny Loves Of Music In My Life. I Had A Very Intense Billy Joel Period. So Once You've Really Joeled It Up - There's Some Good Periods Of Joel; It's Not All Hot Cheese. But I Can't Judge Anyone Else For Their Cheese. I've Deep-sea Dived In The Gouda.

Iris, If You Were A Melody...piano Melody. I Used Only The Good Notes.

I Don't Think Of Myself As A Great Improver. A Lot Of Times There's Long Periods Of Silence When Everyone In The Recording Studio Is Looking At Their Watch And Waiting For Me To Say Something. And I'm Searching Desperately In My Brain For Anything Before Something Dribbles Out.

I Seem Like A Big Bombastic Outgoing Dude, When It Comes Down To It With The Ladies, When I Was A Single, Free-wheeling Dude, I Was Always Very Shy. It Was Difficult To Form Sentences With The Girl Of My Dreams.