3x-xx-xx ep72 First Song - Broken Down Farmer

Pinto Pete in Arizona! For members have I, Under the stubborn faces my dog wear The claws of my lamps overhead I go tired and weary I stand and grasp for my pen Oh, get, get, get, get, okay!

But very far away look on Curly's face lately, too. Yeah, yeah, I sure have, boss. Why you suppose got him going now? Who's telling what's going to hit Curly next? He sure is a sight in this old world.

Yeah, maybe he thinks he's an Arabian knight or something. Well, he does look kind of chicish except for his bull legs. See, I'll tell you how we can find out without asking him. I'll have the boys play some a-rab music and we'll just watch his face.

Fair enough. Come on, let's have it boys. It didn't seem to have any effect, Jack. Maybe he's in love again.

Hey, uh, hmm. Curly. The boys and I are interested in knowing what makes you look so good. Well, I sorta got upset the other night when I went to that bond date. Well, I thought you were doing fine, Curly. What's the matter? Did the young lady turn you down?

No, she said I was alright for the shape I was in, but she didn't care about marrying a poor old broken-down farmer. I'm a bomb. I'm a life bomb about old ninjashot and I lost my side.

Fire is thin and the setting in the back. That's sick kind of thing.

Now when it comes to choosing a wife. Never mind, Curly. You'll find the right one yet. Maybe you'll try to pick him too young. Why, you talk as if I'm an old man, boss. Gosh, I ain't reach 60.