“He made me mess the song up when I looked at him… We can show the kids the tape and say, "Look, that's when we first laid eyes on each other."”

Of her performance of "What I Am" on Saturday Night Live, when she noticed Paul Simon standing in front of a cameraman. "Whatever happened to Edie Brickell?" CNN.com (7 January 2004)

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singer from the United States 1966

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