And Your Ass Will Follow

thing is, I always figured that if you and I didn’t have a dime, when we struggle, we struggle together. But if you see it differently, well…I just don’t know. If my place has no furniture and I have no car [already half way there, I’m afraid] and I have no dough in my pockets, if I still had you, none of that would matter. But that’s me. I guess I need you to persuade me that you feel the same way…

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