This ravishing yet reticent redhead claims to have been in love on at least three occasions. Though fiery at the start, each romance fizzled with time, unable to live up to Stephen's ideals. She says, "I have no regrets. I would rather be lonely than sorry…"
She sits on her orange couch one Sunday morning listening to old records, wondering why she is alone. Why can't she have some handsome, quiet man to sit beside? Someone who will just shut the hell up and be still while the record spins.
She's listening to the second side of Some Girls and she has to sit right up and be amazed when it gets to "Beast of Burden." This has always been a favorite song of hers, but she hears it now as if for the first time ever. Really! She makes a noise, a definite noise, a noise that expresses deep feeling, pain and pleasure united.
The first time she ever really heard this song was while riding in the passenger seat of her father's big, black car, whatever it was. Her father sang along, and she was surprised to hear her father sing. She was surprised that he knew this English song at all, let alone that he liked it well enough to sing along. It was a strange day altogether. Not only had he been nice to her, he sang the words to "Beast of Burden," making it sound like "pizza burning."