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SPOKEN:
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Bo: Say man.
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Jerome: What's that boy?
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Bo: I want to tell you about your girlfriend, hee-hee-hee.
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Jerome: What about my girl?
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Bo: You're not strong enough to take the message, hah-hah.
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Jerome: I'm strong enough.
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Bo: I might hurt your feelings.
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Jerome: My feelings already hurt by bein?here with you.
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Bo: Well, I was walking down the street with your girl the
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other day.
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Jerome: Uh-huh.
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Bo: And the wind was blowin?real hard.
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Jerome: Is that right?
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Bo: And the wind blew her hair into my face.
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Jerome: Uh-huh.
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Bo: Hee-hee, you know what else happened?
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Jerome: What happened?
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Bo: The wind blew her hair into her face.
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Jerome: Yeah?
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Bo: And we went a little further; you wanna hear the rest of it?
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Jerome: I might as well ?
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Bo: The wind blew her hair into the street.
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Jerome: Hey, since you told me about my girl I'm gonna tell you
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about yours. I was walking down the street with your girl.
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Bo: Yeah?
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Jerome: I took her home; for a drink, you know.
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Bo: To the home?
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Jerome: Yeah, just for a drink.
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Bo: Oh.
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Jerome: But that chick looked so ugly she had to sneak up on a
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glass to get her a drink of water.
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Bo: Hah-hah-hah-hah, well, you've got the nerve to call somebody
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ugly. Why you're so ugly anyone who stops and talks to you in
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the world oughta be arrested, hee-hee.
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Jerome: That's alright; my mamma didn't have to put a sheet over
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my head so sleep could slip up on me.
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Bo: Hey, looky here.
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Jerome: What's that?
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Bo: Where you from? Hee-hee.
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Jerome: South America.
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Bo: What's that?
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Jerome: South America.
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Bo: You don't look like no South American to me.
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Jerome: I'm still from South America.
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Bo: What part?
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Jerome: South Texas.
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Bo: Hah-hah-hah. Where your western boots at?
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Jerome: I've got 멷m on.
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Bo: Them ain't no boots you got on, they're broke in.
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Bo: Hey, looky here.
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Jerome: What's that?
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Bo: I've been trying to figure out what you is
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Jerome: I already figured out what you is.
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Bo: What's that?
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Jerome: You that thing I throw peanuts at.
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Bo: Hah-hah. Hey, looky here.
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Jerome: What's that?
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Bo: You should be ashamed of yourself.
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Jerome: Why?
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Bo: Calling people ugly, hee-hee-hee.
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Jerome: I didn't calling you ugly.
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Bo: What뭗 you say?
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Jerome: I said you was ruined that's all.
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Bo: Oh, man. You know somethin?
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Jerome: What?
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Bo: You look like you been whupped with an ugly stick, hah-hah.
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Third man: Man, I ain't got nothin?to do with this but I believe
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you're tellin'right, hah-hah.
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Say Man
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| Bo Diddley |
