Even If I Sing Like A Robot,

It Was Very Painful Combing My Hair. My Grand-uncle Was A Pentecostal Bishop, And He Was Very Strict: Our Hair Couldn't Be Permed Or Straightened. So I Just Cut It All Off.

I Think I'm Doing A Service To Black Women By Portraying Myself As A Sex Machine. I Mean, What's Wrong With Being A Sex Machine, Darling? Sex Is Large, Sex Is Life, Sex Is As Large As Life, So It Appeals To Anyone That's Living, Or Rather It Should.

Some Songs Come From My Head, Some From My Throat, But There Will Always Be Moments When It Is An Injection Of The Soul.

I Love Women, But I've Never Had A Relationship With A Woman.

I've Had More Misrepresentations Than I Can Handle, And People Have Told The Wickedest Lies About Me. A Lot Of Them Have Taken Their Frustrations Out On Me, And I Don't Like That Because It Can Wound. Not Necessarily Me, But Those Around Me. Journalists Can Be So Bad.