I Don't Really Think About

Plucked Her Eyebrows On The Way, Shaved Her Legs And Then He Was A She. She Said, Hey Babe, Take A Walk On The Wild Side.

The Sickness Of The Mother Runs On Through The Girl, Leaving Her Small And Helpless. Liquor Flies Through Her Brain With The Force Of A Gun, Leaving Her Running In Circles.

I Always Thought Martial Arts Was The Most Modern Choreography We Could Have Right Now, And I Always Wanted To Put It To Music.

Me, I've Concentrated On Music Pretty Much To The Exclusion Of Other Things.

The Heart Says What Only The Heart Knows.