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Venkman stopped into the bar, and yawned loudly.
"Another long day, and my back's a-hurting.
Ghosts a-flying, and all I can think of is..." He didn't realize he was singing.
"My little girl.
My wife.
My son.
The guys.
A faaaamily!" There was a brief soft-shoe as well.
And now Peter blinked, "What the hell was that??"
He went over to the bar, "Hey sweetheart, my usual, and make it double."
"Another long day, and my back's a-hurting.
Ghosts a-flying, and all I can think of is..." He didn't realize he was singing.
"My little girl.
My wife.
My son.
The guys.
A faaaamily!" There was a brief soft-shoe as well.
And now Peter blinked, "What the hell was that??"
He went over to the bar, "Hey sweetheart, my usual, and make it double."