Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You know, I can't help thinking I know you from some place.
We're the young generation, and we've got something to say
Where is the chaperone?
What?
Now, this is all very well, but what about a chaperone?
- You're not? - No.
Well, um, Mr. Babbit, we're having a party,
Who would never take advantage Of a love bright as the sun.
No, I do not.
What?
- Who's that? - Micky!
What we gonna do about a chaperone?
How I wish she would have stayed
Come with me I'll take you where the tast of life is green
I saw when you walked by
Oh, hello there, General Vandenberg. It's nice that you
How nice of you to come.
Dolenz?
Okay, so now you do it. Oh, yeah, right. Mm-hm. Put your pinky's.
Look at them. They're all children! I want a real man.
You, uh, go over there and wait in the loveseat.
Yeah. Our regular chaperone conked out, so Micky had to take her place.
Well, nobody's perfect.
And everyday holds wonders to be seen.
He'll be gone any minute. Hey, Micky. You're lovely.
Only to chaperoned parties.
You don't have to go.
Who would never take advantage Of a love bright as the sun.
Oh, man, keep your dress on. What's the matter?
Come on, Davy, quit fooling around; what TV show was she watching?
Though you've played at love and lost And sorrow's turned your heart to frost