A Few Years Ago, I Thought, I'll

The Music Was Thunder And Joy. Lightning Bolts Of Happiness And Praise, Foot-stomping, Dance-shouting, Good-feeling Singing From The Soul.

I Was A Sloppy Kid, Wanted To Be Just Wild.

My Mother Always Wanted Me To Be A Jazz Singer, But I Always Wanted To Be Raunchy.

It's The Same Thing Now. When I Go Onstage The Young People Scream And Holler As Much As The Older Generation.

When I'm Performing For The People, I Am Me, Then. I Am That Little Girl Who, When She Was Five Years Old, Used To Sing At Church. Or I'm That 15-year-old Young Lady Who Wanted To Be Grown And Wanted To Sing And Couldn't Wait To Be Smokin' A Cigarette, You Know?