I've Seen The Real Extreme

A Lot Of People Are Singing About How Screwed Up The World Is, And I Don't Think That Everybody Wants To Hear About That All The Time.

See, I'm Looking For A Man That'll Rub Me Slow, Make Me Sing Real High When He Goes Down Low.

I Still Listen To Older Music A Lot More Than New Singers. I Listen To Whatever's On The Radio, But When I Want To Listen To Something That Moves Me I Put On A Stevie Wonder Record.

Basically, I Started Singing When I Started Talking. Music Has Just Been My Saving Grace My Whole Life.

Right Now Jack Lives With Me. Jack Is My Jack Russell. I Also Have A Yorkie Named Ginger, But Jack And Ginger Can't Be In The Same Place At The Same Time Because She Is Very Jealous. Even If Jack's Not In The Same State, She Would Growl If She Heard His Name.