| You know what this reminds me of?
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| No…
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| What?
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| Remember when I was in bed with the mumps
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| And had to stay in New Year’s Eve?
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| Frankly? |
| No
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| Remember how I was so down in the dumps
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| When everyone started to leave?
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| Jesus, it’s cold…
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| Are you sorry we came, Willie?
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| You sorry we came?
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| Yes! |
| No…
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| Go to sleep!
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| At midnight with everyone down at the lake
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| To take in the fireworks show-
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| Oh, yeah…
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| I cried 'til I fell half asleep by mistake
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| And I snuck upstairs and I shook you awake
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| You bundled me up in a couple of quilts
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| And you carried me…
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| Up all the way to the roof!
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| (Wind rises.)
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| And that slippery patch!
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| Yeah, we nearly got killed!
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| But we got to see everything!
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| 'Member the whizbangs?
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| (The wind howls, drowning them out as they tumble over with each other in
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| reminiscences, singing in pantomime. |
| As the wind dies down:)
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| We had lots of good times…
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| (They chuckle in memory. Pause.)
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| We slept there 'til dawn
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| All wrapped up in those quilts…
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| Boy, Mama was madder then hell…
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| (They snicker. Pause.)
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| You always looked out for me, no matter what…
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| Just brotherly love, brother
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| Brotherly love
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| (Wilson sniffs.)
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| Jesus, I smell
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| I’m not sorry I came, Willie
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| Just as long as you’re here…
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| (The wind rises as the music fades. Addison looks suddenly uneasy.
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| He pivots away nervously so that he and Wilson are back to back.) |