 I done put it all on the line. The worst you can get is just fine, babe. It's mine, it's yours, not theirs, I swear, babe. It's yours, it's mine, it's ours, no charge, babe. Come over there with the mermaid. Hit the pavement full throttle to the clutch. Gave out, spin the block next day. On that same route, I can't lay down or bow out. I save grace for takeout and for the prey we face, gals. Little baby, you afraid, but I can't faint out. If