He didn't come out of my belly but my God I've made his bones because I've attended to every meal and how he sleeps and the fact that he swims like a fish because I took him to the ocean. I'm so proud of all those things. But he is my biggest pride.
There was a chance for me to write one song for the section where Elvis sat in his black leather outfit and sang the old hits. At eight oclock the next morning I had written Memories.
