I Don't Want No Drummer. I Set

I Don't Want No Drummer. I Set The Tempo.

I Ain't Good-lookin', But I'm Somebody's Angel Child.

Listen To My Story And Everything Will Come Out True

When My Bed Is Empty, Makes Me Feel Awful Mean And Blue. My Springs Are Getting Rusty, Living Single Like I Do.

No Time To Marry, No Time To Settle Down; I'm A Young Woman, And I Ain't Done Runnin' Around.