Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No matter what your friends say

A singer in a smoky room

You better ransom your heart And, baby, don't look back

What sounds better is you singing it.

This reporter learned that Stacee Jaxx and Paul Gill...

Watch this. Brat.

The beer guy is here.

- For someone new - For someone new

To hear that tears me up inside

Harden your heart

Yeah, hold on to that feelin'

Or they run a club, live the rock 'n' roll dream...

...Wolfgang Van Colt!

They'll come true in the end

We feel miles apart inside

I was a douche. I get it. But listen close. I'm gonna make it up to you.

I'm gonna leave you two alone, go return some phone calls.

Hit me with your best shot

Stacee's Rolling Stone cover. It hit the newsstands an hour ago.

I think I got that part down.

Go, Drew! You rock!

...can't be brought down by a few plastic bureaucrats in bowler hats.

Oh, my God. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

- On the hunt tonight for love at first sting - On the hunt tonight for love at first sting

Wait. We're not singing?

Break the bubble

Before I put another notch In my lipstick case

- You're not a cowboy. - Why don't you tell me what I am?

In finding Mr. Right

I've been everywhere

Get it Come get it

Open your mouth.

Sometimes you tell the day

I just feel like I’ve let everyone down.

The people of Los Angeles are not gonna take it anymore.

Ha-ha. It's a joke. I'm kidding, man.

Sepitembala 26, 1987

- Why not? - Not gonna happen.

Drew! Drew! Drew!

Any way you want it

Great. That's not gonna make me feel like I’m gonna get killed tonight.

- What? - For the first time...

...not Cinderella, which-- I guess they sound similar.

Right on, brother. Rock 'n' roll.

Okay, great interview. I hope you got everything.

- You okay? - Ow.

And I swore in her honor...

Well, then here's your chance.

- Why so passionate? - Well, Mitch, this has to end.

But I sure know where I've been

I didn't destroy anything, Paul. I took a stand.

High school sweetheart?

Baby, we've been talking too much

Stop! You cut that!

Hanging on the promises In the songs of yesterday

Excuse me, sunshine.

How about you? You singing?

Little Miss Innocent, sugar me

What are you doing?

That you're constantly late, you're reclusive, sometimes even nonsensical.

Why are you mad at me?

Just a city boy

You just cannot hide

That's okay See if I care

Didn't know Paul spoke Italian.

Was it something I said Or something I did?

Well, it's just that Doug Flintlock.

Can't stop now I’ve traveled so far

"Even the legendary Bourbon Room isn't sacred.

On a steel horse I ride

- Thanks. - Give me that!

For a smile they can share the night

She said, "Any way you want it That's the way you need it

Your first album Stick Meat gave birth to some of rock's greatest anthems.

I don't want to do it, man.

...sex ride is over.

I have $17 to my name and I'm probably gonna be starving in the next 48 hours.

Oh, okay, now, if I may.

- Sound of Music. - And then somebody...

Stacee Jaxx, the most unreliable man in the music industry?

And here I go again on my own

A man who blew off the halftime show at the Super Bowl...

Of course, sir.

The one about us.

Hey, look. It’s Stacee Jaxx.

Who rides the wrecking ball

I can wait tables. I'm good.

- I know you can show me - I know you can show me

Sepitembala 24, 1987

...if we find so much as a hair in a cocktail olive...

I've been waitin' for a girl like you

I am on stage, Paul.

It goes on and on and on and on

I don't need a singer.

I'm a slave to rock 'n' roll.

It's early morning, the sun comes out

Yeah, she said to me: "Honey, there ain't nothing for you here...

You beautiful bastard.

Sepitembala 4, 1987

And you know that you're the only one To say

That means that Stacee's take works out to about....

And the sparkle in your eyes