I Knew You'd Decide To Be All

I Drink Sherry And Wine By Myself Because I Like It And I Get The Sensuous Feeling Of Indulgence...luxury, Bliss, Erotic-tinged.

Out Of The Ash I Rise With My Red Hair And I Eat Men Like Air.

I Write Only Because There Is A Voice Within Me That Will Not Be Still

You've Only Got So Long To Live.

Whenever I'm Sad I'm Going To Die, Or So Nervous I Can't Sleep, Or In Love With Somebody I Won't Be Seeing For A Week, I Slump Down Just So Far And Then I Say: 'i'll Go Take A Hot Bath.