Have You Ever Noticed How Quiet You

I Don't Want Them Hip White People Coming Up To Me And Calling Me No N - - Or Telling Me N - - Jokes. I Don't Like It.

So After Another You I Ran Off To My Very Own Piece Of Paradise, My Home In Hana.

If You Ask Me About Women's Lib, I Say I Don't Even Know What That Is.

A Sold-out House My First Night Back. Do You Have Any Idea What Kinda Pressure That Is? I Could Have Been At Home In My Warm Bed, Playing Nintendo.

Who You Gonna Believe-me Or Your Lying Eyes?