It's a long old road, but I know I'm gonna find the end.

I don't want no drummer. I set the tempo.

No time to marry, no time to settle down; I'm a young woman, and I ain't done runnin' around.

I need a little sugar in my bowl and a little hot dog in my roll.

I ain't good-lookin', but I'm somebody's angel child.

The Greatest Blues Singer in the World Will Never Stop Singing.

There's nineteen men livin' in my neighborhood, Eighteen of them are fools and the one ain't no doggone good.