I'll Never Graduate From Collagen.

'9 To 5,' That Little Song, That Little Story, Just Won't Ever End. Just Like 'i Will Always Love You,' It Just Keeps Comin' Back, Popping Up Its Head In One Way Or Another.

People Make Jokes About My Bosoms, Why Don't They Look Underneath The Breasts At The Heart? It's Obvious I've Got Big Ones And If People Want To Assume They're Not Mine, Then Let Them.

Music, I Suppose, Will Be The Thing That Sustains Me In The Time Of My Life When I Am Too Old For Sex And Not Quite Ready To Meet God. It Has Always Been An Essential Part Of Me.

When I Have Sex With My Husband, I Fantasize I Am With A Petite, Hot Young Woman.

The Way I See It, If You Want The Rainbow, You Gotta Put Up With The Rain.