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Is that right?
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Don't recognize the name.
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How about the face?
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Oh, yeah-- her. She's a nutjob.
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A few days ago, I'm at the sportsbook at Caesar's.
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I got a fresh cigar, a fresh racing form-- paradise.
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She saddles up next to me,
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asks me questions about the old days.
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I gave her the shine.
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Yeah, and then you shined the floor with her blood.
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Yeah, excuse-- excuse me.
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Um, where were you Monday night?