You're A Woman, At Least You Taste

If My Baby Don't Love Me No More, I Know Her Sister Will.

All I'm Writing Is Just What I Feel, That's All. I Just Keep It Almost Naked. And Probably The Words Are So Bland.

I'd Like To Get Something Together - Like A Handel, Bach, Muddy Waters, Flamenco Type Of Thing. If I Could Get That Sound, I'd Be Happy

I Love Dylan. I Only Met Him Once, About Three Years Ago, Back At The Kettle Of Fish On Macdougal Street. That Was Before I Went To England. I Think Both Of Us Were Pretty Drunk At The Time, So He Probably Doesn’t Remember It.

I'm Up Here In This Womb, I'm Looking All Around. We'll, I'm Looking Out My Belly Button Window And I See A Whole Lot Of Frowns.