I'm Not A Subscriber To Walking Into

My Mother Is Irish, My Father Is Black And Venezuelan, And Me - I'm Tan, I Guess.

Sipping Bailey's Cream By The Stereo, Trying To Find Relief On The Radio. I'm Suppressing The Tears.

I Can Do A Reddish-brown Or Brown Lip, But Not A Bright Red. I Just Don't Look Good In It. Over The Years You Learn Certain Things That Don't Look Good On You, And That's One Of Them For Me.

The International Music Scene Has Grown So Much, And America Is Sort Of Following That.

You Really Just Want To Know That Somebody Loves You For You. Sometimes You Feel Like An Atm Machine With A Wig On It.