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Frank (guitar, dialog)
Mark (lead vocals, dialog)
Kaylan (lead vocals, dialog)
Ian (woodwinds, keyboards, vocals)
Dunbar (drums)
Jim (bass, vocals, dialog)
Bob (keyboards, vocals)
Don (mini-moog)

You are... you gotta tell me something... I mean, seriously, I'm you this is the first time that any of my girlfriends and I have ever met anybody really from Hollywood... I mean, really... my girlfriend Jim, and Ian, and Aynsley, and Bob, and Frank... I mean, none of us...

to meet you...

Hi

We never met a pop star from Hollywood... tell me something: have you ever met Davey Jones? or Bobby

No.. no, I ..

I mean... Cassady, he's so...

Jimmy Greenspoon, I...

Dog Night?!!

Yeah...

Oh! I love them! They're my favorite band!.. ow gawd.. oh, do you like my new car? I'm ah.. my Dad just it to me for graduation..

Ah yeaah?!! I'ts a ... a Fillmore, isn't it? Real futuristic, ah.. I dig the fins... listen: do you know how to get to the ah Hollywood Inn from here?

No, ah.. one is it?

(burp) me. It's the one by the airport... you know... cause we gotta get up early an'.. fly outta here in the morning, y'know...

Oh, I didn't know that... Where do you guys play tomorrow I mean, I'd like to come maybe... in your bus or somethin'...

Yeah?..

(Voice in background):
In the BUS!

Come in the bus, huh?... Tomorrow we're in ah, see... Tierra del Fuego...

Ook! so professional, Howie!

Oh, not... it's nothing...

Howie, I mean, the way you gettin' to play, an all these exotic places, I mean...

Tell me something.. tell me and my girl-... me: Do you really have a hit record... on the charts now?... with a BULLET? ... I mean that's really important to me...

Listen, honey: I lie to you just to get in your pants?

He-Het! Listen! Hey, listen to me ya: WE ARE NOT GROUPIES!

Naw, I never.. I said...

We are not groupies! You better understand that!.. I Robert Planet, I told Elton John, I told all those big guys...

PLANET?!

We are not groupies!

No, I never..

Roger Daltrey laid a hand on me!

Yaw.. it's to see why... listen, I never...

(2nd non-groupie):
Howie..

(1st non-groupie):
Tell him! him right now!

(2nd non-groupie):
We only musicians for f-friends. You know?

(voices in back):
Real straight arrow, Howie, Really... for friends, Howie...

(2nd non-groupie):
But we still like you Yeah.. we wouldn't mind in your bus, but..

(2nd non-groupie):
I mean, we still want to hear record...

Listen you chicks!now didn' .. didn't you just say that you got off bein' juked with a BABY OCTOPUS and spewed upon with cream corn? an' that your hair-lipped bass-playing girlfriend on the backseat had to have it with a YOO-HOO bottle or she went apeshit?!..

Ooooh..

the deal, baby? Come on..

Howie! Howie, yo me... all that's true..

across..

All that's true, and sometimes I even dig it a Doctor Brown's Cream Soda... or a CEL-RAY!... but! we are not groupies! No matter what you think...

No, I never...

We are not groupies..

You see, there seems to be some kind of a communication problem, honey... because I... I am a lonely guy from outta town, an'... an' I want some ACTION... what I'm talkin' about is, I wanna... a-a-steaming... succulent... ever-widening, gooey, drippy, runny kind of a hole with a... with... how shall I put this... what say we hop in the trunk of your Gremlin AN' GET OUR ROCKS OFF...

Hey! hey-hey-hey-heyyyy.... Jesus!...

(voice in back):
I'm in band, man...

(voice up front):
Very agile, Howie, agile...

(voice in back):
I am in this no matter what we do up here... it's all...

Now lissen! It just so happend... tonight me and my girlfriends, I mean, we've all here for one thing tonight...

Looking for a guy... And looking for a guy from a group

Wow

BUT HE'S GOTTA A DICK!

WAAAH!

AND HE'S HAVE A DICK THAT'S A MONSTER!!

WAAAAAAAAH!... That's me!! That's me! ooh! ... oooohh, you voluptouns Manhattan clit.. Take me... I'm yours, you hole... Fulfill my... wildest... dreams!....

Ooooh! Anything for you, my most seductive, seclusive... pop star of a man... picture this if you can: bead jobs! knotted nylons! bamboo canes! three unreleased recordings of Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young fighting in the dressing-room of the East! Why, 'n enchilada wrapped with pickle sauce shook up and down in between a donkey's legs until he can't it stand anymore! All this and more, Howie! Including! an electric coolde pony harness, with fuel injection... fuel injection... fuel injection...

Oooh! my god, I ... I ... I can't stand it!... I mean... I mean, dou you understand the implications of what I'm saying? I CAN'T STAND IT!!! I CAN'T STAND IT !! I CAN'T STAND IT!! OH NO!!... Oh my god... I'm going home! I'm gonna see my baby... (etc) I really can't stand it... please... give it to me... give it to me right here in the trunk of your Gremlin.. give me... GIVE ME THE ENCHILADA WITH THE PICKLES SAUCE SHOVED UP BETWEEN A ASS UNTIL HE CAN'T COME ANYMORE!...

Hey-hey! haha! Not until you sing me your big hit record!... and I want to hear the big hit record, and I wanna hear it now, an' I wanna hear the big hit record now with a bullet! a bullet!

The

The BULLET! The BULLET! I'ts the part that gets me the hottest... hehe!.. now sing me that record, and I wanna hear it right now or you driving nowhere tonight, buddy...

Well, I know when I'm licked... all over.... Okay, baby: OVER AND SPREAD 'EM!... Here comes my... BULLET!!

(all sing Together)