I've Been Raising Up My Hands Drive

I'm A Classic Emerald Green Sixties Jaguar That Nobody Can Own, But My Husband Is Allowed To Drive.

There Are Enough Scary Rock & Roll Mothers In The World.

I've Been Looking For A Savior In These Dirty Streets, Looking For A Savior Beneath These Dirty Sheets.

I Think There Are Pieces Of Me You've Never Seen.

It Took The Love Of A Good Man [to Heal]. When I Was Reverting Back Into My, Let's Say, Perversions, He Would Say: 'let's Go Get An Ice Cream. I Am Not Going To Enable You. If You Can Only Come As A Wanton Woman For Hire, Because You Feel Dirty And Shamed, Then No. Women Are Goddesses.' And I Know That And I Believe That. I Chose A Man Who Believed That, Too.