She's Got A Way About Her, And

I Did Write A Letter To The Archdiocese Who'd Banned The Song, Only The Good Die Young, Asking Them To Ban My Next Record.

I'm Not Sure About Life After This; God Knows I'm Not A Spiritual Man.

Musicians Now Find Themselves In The Unlikely Position Of Being Legitimate. At Least The Irs Thinks So.

I Actually Wrote The Song First As "well, It's 9 O'clock On A Saturday." That Bit. Then I Said, You Know What? It Needs Some Kind Of An Introduction To Kind Of Set The Mood And Set The Flavor. So I Just Played This Kind Of Cocktail Lounge Thing, The Hustle And Bustle Of Waitresses Going By - That Kind Of Thing.

Hey Lord, Would Ya Look Out For Her Tonight, And Make Sure That All Her Dreams Are Sweet? Said Now, Would Ya Guide Her On The Roads, And Make Them Softer For Her Feet? Hey Lord, Would Ya Look Out For Her Tonight, And Make Sure That She's Gonna Be Alright, Until She's Home And Here With Me.