No Matter Where You Go

In The Old Days, That Was My Ad-lib For Hecklers In The Joints I Worked. It Stuck With Me. I Hardly Say It Now, Say, To Fans, Even Though People Do Send Me Hockey Pucks.

When I First Went To Vegas, There Were Just High-rollers And Gamblers And The Wise Guys Treated You Great.

I Always Rib People, But Nobody Ever Gives Me A Hard Time. I Don't Know Why. Maybe They're Afraid Of What I Might Say. There's Probably A Lesson In That Somewhere, But I Don't Know What It Is.

I Think If I Took Therapy, The Doctor Would Quit. He'd Just Pick Up The Couch And Walk Out Of The Room.

I Knew Most Of The People There Who Ran The Places, A Lot Of Wiseguys. They're All Gone Now. All Good People.