I'm a bookkeepers Son

We’ll cross that bridge when we find it.

I am really Dr. Woo!

And someday, if I can,
I’m gona be a cotton-pickin’, finger-lickin’ chicken plucker,
the same as my old man.

da da da da da da da
doo da, doo da
da da da da da da da
oh de doo da day

But. . .

Are you the man you used to be?

Are you crazy, are you high, or just an ordinary guy?

All I know is the Cuervo Gold, the fine columbian
Make tonight a wonderful thing.

Who’s this kinky so and so?