I Did Not Just Fall In Love.

Nothing That God Ever Made Is The Same Thing To More Than One Person.

She's Got Those Big Black Eyes With Plenty Shiny White In Them That Makes Them Shine Like Brand New Money And She Knows What God Gave Women Eyelashes For, Too. Her Hair Is Not What You Might Call Straight. It's Negro Hair, But It's Got A Kind Of White Flavor. Like The Piece Of String Out Of A Ham. It's Not Ham At All, But It's Been Around Ham And Got The Flavor.

I Have The Nerve To Walk My Own Way, However Hard, In My Search For Reality, Rather Than Climb Upon The Rattling Wagon Of Wishful Illusions.

Women Forget All The Things They Don't Want To Remember, And Remember Everything They Don't Want To Forget.

You'se Something Tuh Make Uh Man Forgit To Git Old And Forgit Tuh Die.