Murray (Rhys Darby):. Goodbye, goodbye-ee-eye. (Leggy Blonde). Everyday I look across the office floor. There you were. Your hair down to your legs. And your legs down to the floor..
If you want me to. I can hang around with you. If I only knew. That's what you're into. . You and him, him and you. If that's what you're into. Him hanging 'round, around you.
Inner city life, inner city pressure. The concrete world is starting to get ya. The city is alive, the city is expanding. Living in the city can be demanding.
Bret: Hello.. Jemaine: ...Hi.. Bret: Hello, man sitting in the park.. Jemaine: I've just said hi, woman in the park.. Bret: Well how you doin'?. Jemaine: Mmm, um, good, thanks..
Girl.... I'm gonna take the month of August off.... just to get you off. I'm freaky.... I'm gonna clear the table top,. we're gonna need a mop, I'm freaky.
So, you're leaving? I can tell.. Because I can see you leaving.... But if you're trying to break my heart. Your plan is flawed from the start. You can't break my heart, it's liquid.
I'm the mother flippin' rhymenocerous. My beats are fat. And the birds are on my back. And I'm horny, I'm horny. . If you choose to proceed. You will indeed concede.
I'm the mother flippin' rhymenocerous. My beats are fat. And the birds are on my back. And I'm horny, I'm horny. . If you choose to proceed. You will indeed concede.
Some people say that rappers don't have feelings. We have feelings. (We have feelings). Some people say that we are not rappers. (We're rappers.). That hurts our feelings..
J: Je suis enchante. Ou est le bibliotheque?. Voila mon passport. Ah, Gerard Depardieu. B + J: Un baguette, ah ha ha, baguette, oh oh oh oh oh-ho!. . B: Ba Ba ba-ba Bow!.
Friends sing together, la la la la. Friends do things together, la la la la. Friends laugh together, Ha Ha Ha Ha. Friends make graphs together, la la la la.
Goodbye, Goodbyeee, Leggie Blonde.. Everyday I look across the office floor, there you were, you're hair down to you're legs and you're legs down to the floor..
Demon woman. Demon woman. . Demon woman. Your hair is like silk. But you're curdling my milk. I know not of what ilk thou art. . Demon woman, woman demon.
Fashion, fashion, fashion. Style, look. . I'm the edge, I'm the chic, I'm the taste. I'm larger than life with just a hint of lace. I'm the vanguard, I'm the air, I'm the vogue.
There are children who are so unwell,. They have to live their lives in hospitals,. They're feeling lospital,. Mospital.. . Children getting sicker,. Drinking too much bubble mixture,.
*sigh*. Girl, tonight we're gonna make love. You know how I know? Because it's Wednesday. And Wednesday night is the night that we usually make love. Monday night is my night to cook. Tuesday night we go and visit your mother, but Wednesday night we make sweet, weekly love. It's when everything is just right. There's nothing good on TV. You haven't had your after-work social sports team practice so you're not too tired. Oh boy... it's all on. You lean in and say something sexy like, "I might go to bed I've got work in the morning." I know what you're trying to say girl. You're trying to say, "Oh, yeah. It's business time. It's business time.".
Loretta. Broke my heart in a letter. She told me she was leaving. And her life would be better. . Joan. Broke it off over the phone. After the tone. She left me alone.
Oh my god, she's so hot. She's so flipping hot, she's like a curry. I wanna tell her how hot she is but she'll think I'm being sexist. She's so hot, she's making me sexist... bitch..
Bowie's in space. Bowie's in space. Whatcha doin' out there, man?. That's pretty freaky, Bowie. (Ooh Bowie!). Isn't it cold out in space, Bowie?. Do you want to borrow my jumper, Bowie?.
Hey there, Bret. I see you looking down. Don't want to see my little buddy there with a frown. Just because I get more women than you. Well, that's only because they don't know you like I do..