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:53:03
lf the ocean was whisky
And l was a duck

:53:07
l'd swim to the bottom
And never come up

:53:12
Rye whisky, rye whisky, rye whisky
l cry

:53:17
lf l don't get rye whisky
l surely will die

:53:22
So if l get boozy
My whisky's my own

:53:26
And them that don't like me
Can leave me alone

:53:31
Rye whisky, rye whisky, rye whisky
l cry

:53:36
lf l don't get rye whisky
l surely will die

:53:41
l'll eat when l'm hungry
l'll drink when....

:53:46
l'm sorry to wake you,
but could you help me?

:53:50
-What's the matter?
-l'm being abducted.

:53:54
-Abducted?
-You know, kidnapped. By him.

:54:02
Oh, that's awful.
What are you gonna do?

:54:07
l thought when we got someplace,
l'd ask the driver to let me off.

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But we've been riding for hours.
We still ain't no place at all.

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Not only that, l'm freezing to death.
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l don't have much on under my coat.
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You mean just your underthings?
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No, it's my costume, but it's just
a little old thing, without its tail.

:54:34
lts what?
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lts--
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lt's a long story.
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You're shivering.
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Don't you have anything warm
to put on?

:54:46
-Will you help me change?
-Of course.

:54:49
-Here, hold this up for me, will you?
-Sure.


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