What about this overcrowded land/How much more abuse from man can she stand?

I want to stop and thank you baby, how sweet it is to be loved by you.

Music, not sex, got me aroused.

The more I lived with Jan, the more I loved her, the more I made her miserable. It was a vicious cycle (page 209)……The more I loved her the more I hated her. And the more she loved me, the more I harmed myself (page 269).

When I get that feeling, I want some sexual healing.

Jesus left a long time ago, said he would return. He left us a book to believe in, in it we've got an awful lot to learn.

I'm hooked my friend to the boy who makes slaves out of men, and oh believe me, flying high in a friendly sky.