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:03:01
I said we sound like
a bunch of Tampax, sir.

:03:07
Kid's cute.
:03:09
Tampax goes someplace good.
:03:11
(groans)
:03:15
- Give this guy to Hodges.
- What? What?

:03:19
Beat it.
:03:22
(§ "One Time One Night" by Los Lobos)
:03:42
§ A wise man
:03:44
§ Was tellin' stories to me
:03:47
§ About the places he had been to
and the things that he had seen

:03:53
§ A quiet voice
:03:56
§ Was singin' something to me
:03:58
§ An age-old song 'bout the home
of the brave in this land here of the free

:04:03
§ One time one night in America
:04:07
§ A lady dressed in white
with the man she loved

:04:12
§ Was standing along the side
of a pick-up truck

:04:17
§ A shot rang out in the night
:04:20
§ Just when everything seemed right
:04:22
§ Another headline written
down in America

:04:28
§ The guy that lived next door in 305
:04:32
§ Took the kids to the park
and disappeared 'bout half past nine

:04:38
§ Who will ever know
how much she loved them so?

:04:43
§ That dark night alone in America
:04:48
§ A quiet voice
:04:51
§ Was singin' somethin' to me
:04:53
§ An age-old song 'bout the home
of the brave in this land here of the free

:04:58
§ One time one night in America

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