I Wasn't Like Most Girls.

I Wasn't Like Most Girls.

I Knew From The Moment I Heard You, The Moment I Saw The Gun And Realized That This Lovely, Petit Woman Was The Executioner, That You Would Never Die Waiting For Me To Save You - That You Would Save Yourself.

I Just Don't Believe In Helping People Who Are Going To Torture Me. Though I Don't See Any Bamboo Slivers. How Can You Possibly Torture Someone Without Bamboo Slivers?

No Such Thing As A Hard Woman, Memphis,just Soft Men. With That, I Turned, And The Others Followed Me.

I Like Conventions. I Like Meeting And Greeting. I'm Perched On That Edge Where I'm Getting More Attention Than I Quite Know What To Do With, Though.