Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I literally can't imagine smaller bathing suits.
because as a jazz-iseur, I can tell you that jazz,
Oh, Lord, please use your infinite power
♪ From rickets and lockjaw, I pray ♪
he was the butler for Lee Daniels the doctor.
All right, I got five bucks on the pool hall waitress.
-[chuckles] -Oh, yeah. Duke goin' to Atlantic City!
["Haupe" continues to play]
Oh, your father.
and thought me goin' to Atlantic City was a good idea.
[Nick] Sorry, sorry. So you were at the train station?
We're taking bets on which girl popped your cock cherry.
but I was busy praying for cooze.
♪ But, come on, honey, Won't you give me a slice of your pie? ♪
But the only job they let me have was as a lowly dishwasher.
Whoo-hoo! My bones also hurt.
Anyway, I had to play my music somewhere,
I've been assigned to a lot of boys, but you, mwah! The best.
Did you have sex in church?
Dr. Daniels's daughter Margaret was a young, saucy suffragette.
[chanting] Duke! Duke! Duke!
Well, lookin' at the board here, nobody bet on jazz.
Ah. Look at that.
Oh, well, I'm so sorry you got stuck with old garbage-ass Duke Ellington.
You've gotta get the people outta their chairs.
[sighs] Well, here goes nothin'.
-There was Big Bowser Blakely. -My bones hurt.
-Ah. -No! Nooooo!
Can't say the same about Moonlight.