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I once knew a gal named Sally McGrew |
[Francine] |
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Her hair it was dark and her eyes were of blue |
[Beefy] |
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I caught me a glimpse of her white pantaloons |
[Evan] |
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And tried to seduce her with talk of doubloons |
[Beefy] |
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But she tossed back her hair and said, "Ha!"
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[Francine]
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"I know just what kind of rapscallion you are!" |
[Beefy] |
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She said, as I bundled her into my car |
[Francine] |
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"You're a sweet-talking, skirt-chasing loser,' she sighed. |
[Will_H] |
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(Such talk made me hope for a spell she would bide!) |
[Francine] |
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We drove for a while with my hand on her knee
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[Beefy]
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Seems Sally had schemes much grander than mine |
[Evan] |
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And while I was driving, she fed me a line |
[Beefy] |
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"You know, Bill, you're cute in an odd sort of way" |
[Evan] |
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If this was a come-on I just couldn't say |
[Beefy] |
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So blissfully on through the desert I sped |
[Evan] |
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At length we arrived at my tumbledown shack |
[Beefy] |
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But the look on her face made me almost turn back. |
[Will_H] |
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It put me in mind of a girl I once dated |
[Beefy] |
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Strong-willed, but luscious and uncomplicated. |
[Will_H] |
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I gathered my courage, invited her in
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[Beefy]
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I awkwardly opened a coupla brews |
[Evan] |
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And tried to make small talk (I never learned 'schmooze), |
[Will_H] |
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I ventured the weather was rather too hot |
[Beefy] |
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And rain would be welcome. I asked what she thought |
[Anon] |
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But she said, "Did we come out here just to chat?"
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[Beefy]
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I inched closer then, slid my arm 'round her waist |
[Francine] |
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She told me her corset must needs be unlaced |
[Beefy] |
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Reaching under her blouse, I fumbled about |
[Francine] |
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But felt much relieved to have finally found out |
[Will_H] |
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That she was well-equipped for what would transpire
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[Francine]
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When passion was spent, Sally said to me, "Bill, |
[Beefy] |
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"I've never known joy and, perhaps, never will" |
[Evan] |
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As tears filled her eyes, she started to sob |
[Beefy] |
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"I'm married," she wept, "to a guy in the mob." |
[Will_H] |
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"Nice knowing you," I said and flew out the door
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[Francine]
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Colliding at speed with a guy coming in |
[Grayman] |
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I knocked from his hand half a bottle of gin |
[Beefy] |
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Needless to say, I then peed in my pants |
[Francine] |
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Was this Sally's mobster who spoiled our romance? |
[Anon] |
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Ask Sal. I exited too fast to inquire
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[Francine]
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My only regret (I was too shy to force it) |
[Will_H] |
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Was I never did get to try on Sal's corset |
[Beefy] |