From: nebusj-@-rpi-.edu   
      
   >	``Rommel!  Come back!''   
      
   JOEL:	You magnificent -- oh, let hiim go.  Oh.   
   TOM:	I can talk to you, mister Tree.  Ooh.   
   JOEL:	Oh magic locket, take me to the freeway!   
      
   [ The music starts swelling. ]   
      
   TOM:	Poor guy.   
   CROW:	Rita used to like coming to the highway.   
   TOM:	I need another band-aid -- for my broken heart!   
      
   CROW:	We used to come here and club seals together!  Oh-hoo-hoo-hoo.   
   JOEL:	Oh -- oh, honey -- even these -- oil fields seem to remind me   
   	of her, I can't put my finger on it.   
      
   >	o/` Nothing lasts forever ... o/`   
      
   ALL:	Only love -- pads the film --   
      
   --   
   								Joseph Nebus   
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   TOM:	His shin bone's a muffler!   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)