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I Don't Mind A Dirty Girl. But What I Find Tragic Is When We, As Women, Become Not The Subject Of Our Own Story But Someone Else's Object.

I've Been Raising Up My Hands Drive Another Nail In Just What God Needs One More Victim

The Sun Is Getting Dim, Will I Pay For Who I've Been?

For The Most Part, Pianos Are Female To Me. Sometimes They're Dykes, And They're Always Good Fun.

When You Stop Putting Yourself On The Line, And You Don't Touch Your Own Heart, How Do You Expect To Touch Other People?