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with the girls we meet 
None of the guys go steady cause it wouldn't be right 
To leave their best girl home now on Saturday night 
I get around 
Get
and who ever else

Pastor Troy:

Okay baby, you set it off, there will be no more living single
I'll be ready to tie the knot after we lick them for
terribly unfair
Being hip is getting middle class
Let's you and I be square"
And the did, they squared it up

Rhonda got a haircut
The rebel shaved his
knows why'cain hep why'seff wit dat crazy muthafucker '
' you like dat, but jes' hang on a lil' longuh...he be droppin' de wad putty soon now!

Rhonda
himself on the raw entrails, tossing scraps to the broadway zombies.

Rhonda:
Oh my god! look what he's doing with that stuff from inside the pig! yuck!
him wiggle out of it! hound him mercifullessly until you receive a suitable answer!

Harry:
Now, just hold yourself in abeyance, rhonda! I'll handle
is poured forth
Suddenly, you know they are real, they mean it!

"Let your light so shine"
Could not be more aptly applied
As there shines a light
[Dialogue Written by Quentin Tarantino]
VINCENT
Want some bacon?
JULES
Naw, man, I don't eat pork.
VINCENT
Are you Jewish?
JULES
I ain't Jewish, I
Gather round people let me tell you're a story
An eight year long story of power and pride
British Lord Vestey and Vincent Lingiarri
Were opposite
Gather round people let me tell you're a story
An eight year long story of power and pride
British Lord Vestey and Vincent Lingiarri
Were opposite
Gather round people let me tell you're a story
An eight year long story of power and pride
British Lord Vestey and Vincent Lingiarri
Were opposite
Bjork.
I'm just thinking of any ass.
Not even necessarily a woman, it could be my own ass.
Like my ass is--

PJ:
Vincent you are an ass!
You are an ass!
& rhonda.

Evil prince: (fake broadway singing)
Pers'nally, dahlin', I found de pre-formnence wit de brief-case to be un-creedably stim-you
ill
Trying to chill, saying "damn, it be great to sell a mill"
Thats when the mind switch to the pop tip
(Kid, you're gonna be large)
Yea right, that's
frontin' on they fans, they ill
Trying to chill, saying "damn, it be great to sell a mill"
Thats when the mind switch to the pop tip
(Kid, you're gonna be
to
I'm everything that you need; just let me show you

[Chorus]
I wanna get with you, baby
(Hold up, don't be in a rush, girl)
Girl, I just wanna talk
with your life?
Come on, come on, come on
Chasing sparks in the nights
His old man said tomorrow is a ride that goes nowhere
But I'll pull some
the name stuck and by the time such luminaries as Gene Vincent, Elvis Presley and B.B. King had heard this new Warhols Sound, they were calling it Rock
ROBERTA
WITH JOOLS HOLLAND
WRITERS HUEY PIANO SMITH, JOHN VINCENT

I ain't mad at you Don't you be mad at me
I ain't mad at you So don't you be mad
?SOMEBODY HELP ME?
Recorded by Gene Vincent on Capitol Records 1958
 Song written in 1957 by Bob Kelly BMI

I've got a bone to pick with this
with your life?
Come on, come on, come on
Chasing sparks in the nights
His old man said tomorrow is a ride that goes nowhere
But I'll pull some
That you weren't much of a muse,
But then I weren't much of a poet

I will be your slave
I will peel you grapes
Up on your pedestal
With your ivory
frontin' on they fans, they ill
Trying to chill, saying "damn, it be great to sell a mill"
Thats when the mind switch to the pop tip
(Kid, you're gonna be
I don't need no mantra chant
I don't need no self esteem

I'll take to bed John the Walrus 'cause my Baudelaire has been pawned
Plagued by demons,
By Michael Brown
Oh, we're meetin' at the courthouse at eight o'clock tonight
You just walk in the door and take the first turn to the right
Be