Joe: But, you're not a girl! You're a guy, and, why would a guy wanna marry a guy?Jerry: Security!
Joe: What kind of a band is this, anyway?Sig Poliakoff: You gotta be under twenty-five.Jerry: We could pass for that.Sig Poliakoff: You gotta be blonde.Jerry: We could dye our hair.Sig Poliakoff: And you gotta be girls.Jerry: We could...Joe: No, we couldn't!
I feel a funny sensation in my toes. Like someone is barbecuing them over a fire.
I wanna be loved by you, just you, nobody else but you. I wanna be loved by you alo-o-one. Boop boop e doo.