Girl Bomp, bomp, bom You'll be a woman soon I love you so much Can't count all the ways I'd die for you, girl and all they can say is [ Singing With Tape ] He's not your kind You never get tired of putting me down and I never know when I come around What I'm gonna find Don't let them make up your mind Don't you know, girl You'll be a woman soon One drink, and that's it. Don't be rude. Drink your drink, but do it quickly.
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Well, I'm of the opinion that if Marsellus lived his whole life, he doesn't need to know nothing about this incident. If Marsellus knew about this incident, I'd be in as much trouble as you. I seriously doubt that. I can keep a secret if you can.
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Oh, Jesus fucking Christ. You fu- Oh, Jesus Christ! Oh, fuck me. Fuck me! Oh- Come on, girl. We're gettin' outta here. We gotta walk now.
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Is that what you call an uncomfortable silence? I don't know what you call that. - [ Chuckles ] - Drinks! Music!
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Okay.
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10.3s
This shit is between me, you... and Mr. "Soon-To-Be-Livin' The-Rest- Of-His-Short-Ass- Life-ln-Agonizing-Pain"... rapist here.
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And when you gone, you stay gone, - or you be gone. - [ Loud Groan, Coughing ] You lost all your L.A. privileges. Deal?
