I'm A Very Wealthy Man.

After Claws And Feathers, He Took Skin And Bone, Shaped It Like An Hour Glass And Made The Angels Moan.

I'll Even Pay Sometimes For A Woman That's Ugly.

Lawdy Mama, Those Friday Nights When Suzy Wore Her Dresses Down Tight.

I'm Glad I've Given Up Drugs And Alcohol. It Would Be Awful To Be Like Keith Richards. He's Pathetic. It's Like A Monkey With Arthritis, Trying To Go Onstage And Look Young.

Laughing Like Children, Living Like Lovers, Rolling Like Thunder, Under The Covers, And I Guess That's Why They Call It The Blues.