And I pop out of the egg, and I go into my dance.

I shall pop in and pass the time of day with the handsome lad.

And of course, along the way, you gotta throw in a couple of, my, ain't you pretty's, and get your dandy dancer.

The girl, the one and only, Miss, uh...

I'll bet you're a dandy dancer and lots of sweet talk like that.

And this kitchen is the end.

Of course.

Why, of course.

Oh, of course.

And heard you.

That kind of worried me too, especially her talking about playing all over Oklahoma and Texas.

I cornered her and sweet-talked her and all.

Of course she is.

What kind of music?

Of course she ain't.

That's when I first broke out of the egg.

Well, it's kind of simple.

Oh, yeah, yeah, of course.

Yes, and he brought the envelope, but now he's disappeared.

And my critters like you, too.