?: Okay, it's, uh, just about time, you guys, what d'you say?
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?: [...]
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?: Uh...
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?: One?
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?: Rolling?
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?: Rolling... Frank is rolling
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?: Rolling? It's rolling... ?
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?: One!
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?: Test two
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?: Test... three
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?: Oh, now this is what I call brotherly love
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?: Man, chics are really harm, man. Now there are tits
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?: Hey you're taking between that baby [...]
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Aaaaah...
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?: No stopping!
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?: Oh, I'm telling you...
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?: There is a chic where I'm hung
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?: Oh yes... And she enjoys every moment
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?: She wants you Dick
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?: She's waiting for your big...
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?: Now listen
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?: Bwana?
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?: She said give me the guy with the throb
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AAH!
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?: Oh... really?
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?: Okay, enough
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?: What can you say?
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?: See you later
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?: See, this is what happens when you join up a rock group, George, get off that jazz syndrome... there's no lust in jazz
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"There's No Lust In Jazz"
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| Frank Zappa |
