you can stab me with knives, you can beat me with clubs, you can make me open my eyes when we're having sex but there's no way on earth you can make me get a second job
Marcie, let me explain something to you, *Chicken Sound* "Buck buck buck buck buck buck buck"
So, when some moo-cow thunders in here with a pie under each chin, I'm not supposed to ask if that's the Star Spangled banner she's belching so I know whether to sit or stand
These are sevens. The box says nine because well... lady, you're a nine. Now I can accept that. Why can't you?