Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We're gonna play some cool music for you tonight, Ramona.
Oh, I'm the king
won't you let my man go free?
He wants his baby to have a real family,
Well, one for all and all for one
God bless the juvenile authorities.
I'm tired of pressing license plates down in this rotten hole
Inga doesn't understand English very well.
Just listen to his guitar you'll know the score
Why I love that girl
Lenora Frigid, mother-to-be of his child.
Allison!
I had my first cigarette before I could walk
High school hellcats
Well.
You can't lock up his music!
You could have fooled me, Square.
Oh, Cry-Baby, your fingers feel so good.
- Dad, would you just leave me alone? - Bye, honey.
Well, let people talk, I don't care
Oh, Wanda, you sure is pretty in them tight clothes,
God bless Dwight Eisenhower.
You just open your mouth
Turn the wheel!
I love you, Allison.
How do you feel about your granddaughter becoming a Drapette?
Oh! Christ! Now I got a flat tire.
And the whole world knows that I'm just a Drape fool.
I'd give them a bare-assed whipping.
Uncle Belvedere!
You sang with the Squares. Now sing with the Drapes.
They beat me and kicked me.
- No, he's in the cafeteria! - No, man, he's in the hole.
What a sad vision of today's youth.
God bless the juvenile authorities.
God bless Dwight Eisenhower.
Dupree, for you,
But I don't seem to qualify
I wait by the window at 7:00
And all we want is to have some fun
I'm just out for a little fun
Allison, would you sing with me today?
Just look into his eyes
But, Cry-Baby, I need a date for tonight's Jukebox Jamboree.
Irons. Yes.
'Cause I'm the king
First time
Something my daddy would've loved.
Get away from them.
Yes, mothers, you should be worried.
Lenora, your bosoms ain't nothing.
Oh, please, listen to me
And, Hatchet-Face. Oh, honey.
Hello, hello again Sh boom I'm hoping we'll meet again