3x-xx-xx ep70 First Song - Got A Gal In California

Pinto Pete in Arizona! Go for Rangers! You'd find all the memories that I've had for my business under the sky The wide open space is my doorway The stars are my lamps overhead So tired and weary I stand and grasp for my hands Oh, get, get, get, get, get, get You're both deep with this corral gate, will you?

She slipped off a hinge in It looked to me like that gate your mind are like curly What do you mean, Jack? They both slipped off the hinges. Are you in front? I'm in front of the state in the fact.

By genius happen? What happened? They see if you associate with crazy people long enough, you get that way yourself. There you in front? I'm in front of the state in the fact. Good enough terms to give us some sweet harmony?

Well, I don't know, boys. I haven't liked to look in Curly's eyes since he wrote in. That's one as a means of self-protection, just to warn you that I won't stand for no monkey-bins. Oh, Curly, how could you?

You know I wouldn't they feel you better sing a nice song and forget it. Yeah How'd you like to know I got a gal in California? Silly with a gal in every port has nothing on you curly. Let's have it Yes, I got my I kept sitting right on a gactus with her alone my knee

Oh, yes, I got my ocean wrong, but I don't know. I kept sitting right on the cactus. There was a gal in every port.

Reminds me of the fact that you've been around and considerable yourself, boss. Yes, but I don't know if any broken hearts are left behind, Jack. He's our boss, my? Yeah, maybe no broken hearts, boss, but I'll wait till you left some of them beating faster.