Jason Alexander:
Beautiful night, ain't it?
Lyric:
[Rolling eyes]
Magical.
Jason Alexander:
Damn, you're cold. You always this difficult?
Lyric:
Can't you find somebody else to harass?
Jason Alexander:
Harass? I thought I was being charming.
Lyric:
Wrong.
Jason Alexander:
Come on, let me give you a ride.
Lyric:
Look, I don't know you, okay? For all I know, you're a gangster. And I don't ride with no gangsters.
Jason Alexander:
Yo, I ain't no gangster. I got a job. You know what I'm saying? No drugs. No guns. I sell TVs all day long. I sold you one, as a matter of fact. I wear this corny uniform, eat fried chicken almost every day, because my mama works at Frenchy's. I have nightmares that I'm gonna grow wings and cluck like a chicken! I ask you, is that the life of a gangster?
Lyric:
[Cannot contain her smile]
Jason Alexander:
You smile.
Lyric:
[Stop smiling]
So?
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:47