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Alas! Alas! Alas! |
[Dottie] |
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No splendor in the grass. |
[Dottie] |
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A serpent on the sward- |
[Will H] |
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Did nip me bonnie lass
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[evan_ers]
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Hot damn! Hot damn! Hot damn! |
[Francine] |
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What a ladies' man I am! |
[evan_ers] |
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A hotdog in the bun |
[Francine] |
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Is twice as nice as spam
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[Beefy]
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Slow down! Slow down! Slow down! |
[evan_ers] |
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We've gone straight through the town! |
[Beefy] |
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A squashed cat on the road |
[Francine] |
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Belonged to Farmer Brown
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[evan_ers]
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Oh, no! Oh, no! Oh, no! |
[Beefy] |
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It's off to work we go! |
[evan_ers] |
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Thank God it's nearly five |
[Beefy] |
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Let's quit this joint and blow
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[Helen Owly]
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Ka-thunk! Ka-thunk! Ka-thunk! |
[evan_ers] |
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I just mowed down some punk! |
[Karin] |
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And dragged him. . . not that far |
[Will H] |
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Both he and I are drunk
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[Karin]
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Oy vay! Oy vay! Oy vay! |
[Francine] |
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It's time for curds and whey |
[Kansas Sam] |
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Let's eat them with a spoon |
[Francine] |
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And live another day
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[Beefy]
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Shazam! Shazam! Shazam! |
[evan_ers] |
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I don't know who I am |
[Beefy] |
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Though, I talk like Gomer Pyle. |
[Will H] |
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I write like Kansas Sam
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[Helen Owly]
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By God! By God! By God! |
[Beefy] |
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Them herbs have shrunk my rod |
[Helen Owly] |
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I sing soprano now |
[Francine] |
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But check my hunky bod!
|
[evan_ers]
|
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Egad! Egad! Egad! |
[Kansas Sam] |
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I think I shot our Dad |
[Francine] |
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Now what'll Mumsy do? |
[Karin] |
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Spank me 'cause I'm bad?
|
[Francine]
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Woe! Woe! And thrice times woe! |
[Beefy] |
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Not PC to say 'ho' |
[Francine] |
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But, "lady of the night?" |
[Beefy] |
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That's classier, you know
|
[Francine]
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Eheu! Eheu! Eheu! |
[Beefy] |
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My kitty can't say 'mew' |
[Francine] |
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But as the years whirl by |
[Beefy] |
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Her claws and purr shall do
|
[Kansas Sam]
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No more! No more! No more! |
[Kansas Sam] |
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Stop picking at that sore |
[Francine] |
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The pus will drown the lot of us |
[Kansas Sam] |
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As prophesied by Gore |
[Beefy] |