Lyrics

Lynette: What's your name? WMF: My name is Larry Lynette: Larry Fischer? Are you from Albuquerque, uh, Clovis? WMF: No, I'm from, uh— Lynette: Er, uh hh—no, are you really? [WMF guffaws] Aw, you're not hi—Fischer, you crazy dog! WMF: [trailing off into background] Let's get out of here! Lynette: Hey, really, I just—are you from New Mexico? WMF: Yeah! Lynette: Yeah? I met your cousin WMF: Who? Lynette: In New Mexico. In Clovis WMF: What's his name? Lynette: We smoke grass together. I don't— WMF: Look at my ring! Lynette: I don't know his name WMF: Two bucks, man! Look at it! Lynette: I don't know his name. Whatta you got there—ah w— I don't want WMF: What's his name? Lynette: Seriously—I don't know, he was tall and bald-headed, sort of . . WMF: [makes kissy noise] Kiss me, wouldja. [giggles] Lynette: Really, now look! Look here, juni— uh, where you from in New Mexico? WMF: Nah, I'm originally from here, I lied to you Lynette: Really? WMF: You said I was from New Mexico Lynette: Larry, oh you were sno— he's in Frisco. San Francisco WMF: Heh—I'm from here! Lynette: Oh go cr- WMF: I am from here! Ain't I from here! Somebody: Right Lynette: Fischer, you're insane WMF: No, I'm not Lynette: You are! You're insane WMF: No, I'm not. Y'wanna hear a song, y'gotta dime? Lynette: You're insane, Fischer! WMF: No, I'm NOT INSANE! Lynette: You are—! WMF: I'M NOT INSANE!!!