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Adam Sandler

Cool Guy 3

 

Cool Guy 3

(album: Stan And Judy's Kid - 1999)


[Sean pouring champagne]

[SEAN:] Yeah. Yeah. That's right. Baby I have to tell you, you looking unbelievably delicious laying there.

[GIRL #3:] Oh Sean, you're so sweet.

[SEAN:] Not as sweet as your silky thighs mama, I think I want to taste'em.

[He presses the 'play' button on his tape player]

[SEAN:] I going to start with your scrumptious toes as an appetizers, then I'm going to move up your body with my tongue, 'til I reach those lucious icecream sundaes.

[GIRL #3:] Mm, sounds nice. What else?

[SEAN:] Well, then I'm going to work my way back down, 'cause it's time for the main course. I'm like a bee heading down to your honey pot. But I won't be flying away soon, no I won't.

[she laughs sensually]

[SEAN:] Ooh, zippity, dippity.

[she takes a sip on the champagne]

[she laughs sensually]

[GIRL #3:] Tell me, what do you want me to do to you?

[SEAN:] Yeah, baby, I got a lot on my menu, but if I could recommend something, it would have to be tonight's special: My pud.

[GIRL #3:] What did you just say?

[SEAN:] I said you going to like tonight's special...

[GIRL #3:] And that's your pud?

[SEAN:] Yeah.

[GIRL #3:] You got to leave.

[SEAN:] Mm-hmm. A'ight. Just let me find my pants and I...

[looks for pants, finds them, struggles to put them on]

[SEAN:] I'm leaving.

[zips up pants, stops tape player, pulls out tape]

[SEAN:] Could you at least tell me the best way home?

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