Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

All right, I need you to get the rats outta the jukebox,

Kids, marriage is like a car.

that sum has grown to $12 million.

There's only one man who can hambone like that.

Ooh, that sounds

Lurleen?! My goodness.

and then you got the job.

o/~ Bunk with me

Dozens of swindling deadbeats,

honorable record producer y'all have ever met.

I know a lot of you from church and the market and such.

and clean the vomit out of the pool table pockets,

She turned down Lenny and Carl?

And he has hair! Oh!

who made an honest mistake, have paid their back taxes,

o/~ For being gone a hundred-twenty seasons o/~

If you don't give me those cookies, I'll pass a law

Say, Lurleen, are you Jamaican?

Son, let this music take you

But I forget how Mom felt about it.

Hey, Lurleen, I'm going down to the rock quarry tonight

Oh, well, you don't

And I'm not much for talkin', but seems to me,

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How could a man just abandon his family?