Here is a Wasteland. It is a club, among other things. There is even a stage. And on this stage, there be a couple of garden flamingos
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"Gangleader, gangleader, will you marry me, With your motorbike, pack and glare? Oh, how can I marry such a pretty girl as you, When I have no pants to put on? Off to the market she did go, As fast as she could run, Swapped him a pair, the best that was there, And the gangleader put them on."
Why, no, Armand is having no intention of stopping just because the boss his here. He may, however, direct the singing to him instead.
"Gangleader, Gangleader, will you marry me, With your motorbike, pack and glare? Well, how can I marry such a pretty girl as you, With a wife and three pups back home?"
"When I first came to town, They called me the roving jewel; Now they've changed their tune, They call me Katy Cruel, Oh, diddle, lully day, Oh, de little lioday.
Oh that I was where I would be, Then I would be where I am not, Here I am where I must be, Go where I would, I can not, Oh, diddle, lully day, Oh, de little lioday."
"When I first came to town, They brought me the bottles plenty; Now they've changed their tune, They bring me the bottles empty, Oh, diddle, lully day, Oh, de little lioday...
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Russ pauses.
Russ glowers.
Fucking flamingos.
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With your motorbike, pack and glare?
Oh, how can I marry such a pretty girl as you,
When I have no pants to put on?
Off to the market she did go,
As fast as she could run,
Swapped him a pair, the best that was there,
And the gangleader put them on."
Why, no, Armand is having no intention of stopping just because the boss his here. He may, however, direct the singing to him instead.
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It is a what the fuck look, with a good dose of do I have to smack you?
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With your motorbike, pack and glare?
Well, how can I marry such a pretty girl as you,
With a wife and three pups back home?"
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Her skirt is hitched slightly with her legs crossed and the edge of her garters are visible.
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They called me the roving jewel;
Now they've changed their tune,
They call me Katy Cruel,
Oh, diddle, lully day,
Oh, de little lioday.
Oh that I was where I would be,
Then I would be where I am not,
Here I am where I must be,
Go where I would, I can not,
Oh, diddle, lully day,
Oh, de little lioday."
Does he notice? It's hard to say.
He's singing at the flamingos, after all.
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They brought me the bottles plenty;
Now they've changed their tune,
They bring me the bottles empty,
Oh, diddle, lully day,
Oh, de little lioday...
Whatcha have in mind, Ms?"
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