<br>
Mae:<br>
The kid's a goner<br>
They're gonna make him pay <br>
For the stuff<br>
<br>
Jack:<br>
"Here. Simmer down, willya?"<br>
<br>
Mae:<br>
I've seen my honor<br>
Rolled up and burnt away<br>
With the stuff<br>
Well, it's gotta stop<br>
"Let go of me!"<br>
<br>
Jack:<br>
"Hey, I'm tryin' to comfort you here."<br>
<br>
Mae:<br>
"I said let go!"<br>
I should show him the door<br>
He treats me like a whore<br>
I don't need Jack no more<br>
Or the stuff!<br>
<br>
Jack:<br>
"You dumb slut! That was half a jay of good mooter you just wasted."<br>
<br>
Mae:<br>
"I know."<br>
<br>
Jack:<br>
"Mae...whaddya think you're doing with that garden hoe?"<br>
<br>
Mae:<br>
"Taking care of a big, fat weed."<br>
<br>
Jack:<br>
"That's it. Say goodnight, Gracie."<br>
<br>
Mae:<br>
"Goodnight, Gracie."<br>
<br>
Jack:<br>
"Oh boy."<br>
<br>
Mae:<br>
So this is it, Jack<br>
Last night of ballyhoo<br>
For the stuff<br>
<br>
Jack:<br>
"Get away from me, you crazy skirt!"<br>
<br>
Mae:<br>
This one's for Ralph, Jack<br>
Here's one for Sally, too<br>
"Had enough?"<br>
<br>
Jack:<br>
"Help!"<br>
<br>
Mae:<br>
Yeah, you're not so tough!<br>
You once had all the brains<br>
Now they're just carpet stains<br>
You're in no shape to fight<br>
My bid to make things right<br>
'Cause there's blood upon your necktie<br>
Your corpus is delecti<br>
And I have been delivered from the stuff!<br>
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