(excessive ? ! ? ! ?)
Hirsute hands
compassionate conservative
He's got the whole world in his hands.
I'm gonna make ya an offer ya can't resist
Ve have vays of makink you talk . . .
Put your
where your
is.
(ok, so I just figured out the whole image thing...)
Pickalittle, talkalittle, pickalittle, talkalittle, cheep, cheep, cheep, talkalot, pickalittlemore.
Pickalittle, talkalittle, pickalittle, talkalittle, cheep, cheep, cheep, talkalot, pickalittlemore.
Pickalittle, talkalittle, pickalittle, talkalittle, cheep, cheep, cheep, talkalot, pickalittlemore.
Pickalittle, talkalittle, pickalittle, talkalittle, cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep, pickalittle, talkalittle, CHEEP!
Walkin' to New Orleans . . .
(ease off a little on the coffee, Mac, 'k?)
These boots are made for walkin' and that's just what they'll do. One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.
(Sadly, Setanta, I am caffeine-free. Scary, huh?)
Your mama wears army boots.
(Naw, she stopped wearin' 'em after she got out, in '45 . . .)
So's yer old man . . .
