She can't even chew gum and walk in a straight line, let alone write a book.
It gets better and better being me.
I don't know what any of my tunes are about, they're just out there. I'm not good with words. I just say the first thing that comes into my head
Every time I look in the mirror, God looks back.
I'm into the girls fancying me and stuff, mad for it.
I don't like jeans with holes in 'em. I like 'em faded.