I'm Good, But I'm Not An Angel.

Yes, There Was Something Special About Me, And I Knew What It Was. I Was The Kind Of Girl They Found Dead In A Hall Bedroom With An Empty Bottle Of Sleeping Pills In Her Hand.

When It Comes To Gossip, I Have To Readily Admit Men Are As Guilty As Women.

When It Gets Hot Like This, You Know What I Do? I Keep My Undies In The Ice Box.

A Man Is More Frank And Sincere With His Emotions Than A Woman. We Girls, I'm Afraid, Have A Tendency To Hide Our Feelings.

I Am Involved In A Freedom Ride Protesting The Loss Of The Minority Rights Belonging To The Few Remaining Earthbound Stars. All We Demanded Was Our Right To Twinkle.