| Richie: So ya doin’good?
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| Samantha: Ya, I’m fine, how 'bout you?
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| Richie: How good could I be? |
| I haven’t seen you in three hours.
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| Samantha: Ohhh, Richie. |
| Hey Richie, my dad’s down the hall, and he doesn’t want me on the
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| phone. |
| So if I hang up on you, it’s just because he’s coming.
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| Richie: Ok. |
| So look, uh, do you wanna meet at the Spring Fling Dance
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| thi…
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| Richie: Hello?
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| Samantha: Sorry, I thought he was coming.
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| Richie: That’s ok. |
| So, about the dance. |
| Do you wanna meet
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| Samantha: Umm, well my brother gets the car on Friday nights.
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| Richie: Well that’s ok, I’ll come by and get you. |
| Lets say around…
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| Richie: Come on.
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| Richie: Hey.
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| Samantha: Sorry. |
| I guess he was just going to the bathroom.
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| Richie: That’s ok. |
| Well look, uh. |
| what was I saying? |
| Oh yeah, should I pick you up at like
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| seven-thirty or maybe do you wanna go later when the dance is really
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| kickin.
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| Richie: Give me a break…
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| Richie: Hello.
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| Samantha: Sorry. |
| It was just my dog.
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| Richie: Hey, what’s your dad’s problem anyways?! |
| Why can’t we talk?
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| Samantha: He just thinks I’m on the phone too much. |
| Oh my God, uh, I gotta go.
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| Richie: Don’t hang up!
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| Samantha: Richie, I can’t talk!
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| Richie: No, I’m sick of this! |
| Put your dad on the phone! |
| I wanna talk
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| to him.
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| Samantha: It’s not my dad.
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| Richie: What? |
| Well, who’s there? |
| Why can’t you talk?
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| Samantha: Uh, just look Richie, someone is here.
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| Richie: Who’s there? |
| Is it a guy?!
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| Samantha: Richie!
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| Richie: I knew it! |
| I’ll kill him! |
| Put him on the phone!
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| Samantha: oh. |
| it’s just. |
| hold on.
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| Richie: Hey man! |
| What the hell are you doing there?! |
| Samantha’s my girl!
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| You’d better stay away from her or I’ll make you wish you were never
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| born!
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| Buffoon: Fuckin’shit!
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| Richie: Yeah, fuckin’shit is right buddy! |
| Don’t think I’m kidding
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| around, man! |
| I’m crazy! |
| I’ll
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| smash your head in! |
| I swear to God!
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| Buffoon: One time I saw my Grandmother in the shower. |
| Her bush starts
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| above her belly
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| button.
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| Richie: Yeah, well that’s too bad! |
| But I’m still gonna come over there
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| and beat your face in!
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| Samantha: What happened? |
| Was he mad?
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| Buffoon: My neighbor’s dog has a four inch clit!
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| Samantha: Oh Buffoon, you’re the coolest. |
| I love you… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Teenage Love on the Phone , by - Adam Sandler. Song from the album They're All Gonna Laugh At You!, in the genre Поп