Pardon My Sarong Page #2

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I tell ya,

when I go for this stuff,

I really go for it.

I know, but one of those is enough. Nah!

Come on, let's...

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Take it easy.

Get it out.

That would have cost fifty

cents if you had swallowed that.

Do I worry

'Cause you're

stepping out

Do I worry

'Cause you've got me

in doubt

Though your kisses

aren't right

Do I give a bag of beans

Do I

stay home every night

And read my magazines

Am I frantic

'Cause we've

lost the spark

Is there panic

When it starts

turning dark

And when

evening shadows creep

Do I lose any sleep

over you

Do I worry

You can bet your life

I do

Do I worry

When the ice man calls

Do I worry

If Niagara falls

Though you treat me

just like dirt

Think I give a snap

Are my feelin's

really hurt

When you're sittin'

in somebody else's lap

Am I curious

When the gossip flies

Am I furious

'Bout your

little white lies

When all

our evenings end

'Cause you

got a sick friend

That needs you

Do I worry

Honey, you know

doggone well I do

Now am I frantic

'Cause we've

lost the spark

Is there panic

When it starts

turning dark

And when

evening shadows creep

Do I lose any sleep

over you

Do I worry

You can bet your life

I do

Think you can walk?

Oh, I'll make it.

Right.

Right.

What's the matter?

I should've never mixed them. Mixed what?

The chocolate with the

vanilla. Let's go to bed.

Hello! Whoo! Come on.

I'm sorry, very sorry. Sorry.

Oh, pictures.

Are they your children?

Hey, looks like somebody I know. That's us.

You admit it? Whoever took that

picture didn't do a good job on me.

Here's a nice invitation for

ya. That's very nice of ya.

Get this:
The state of

Illinois sends us greetings.

I send greetings right back to

Illinois. I'll send them a postcard.

Do you know what that is? An invitation.

The state of Illinois would

like you to be their guest.

Over the weekend? I'd

say for quite a few years.

No, I couldn't sponge

on anybody that long.

We work for a bus concern in Chicago and

they wouldn't give us that much time off.

It was the bus company that

wants you sent away for a rest.

I don't wanna go. No!

Algy, you don't wanna go?

That's being ungrateful. They're

gonna try to give us a vacation.

What's the name of the hotel?

A place called "the pen. "

I never heard of that

hotel. That's not a hotel.

It's a place with big walls

around it. Oh, a private place.

Yes, plenty private! Good.

They've got men

walking around the walls.

They're picketing the

place? They're not picketing.

They're up there to make sure

that you don't get out.

If you try to, they...

Brr-brr-brr! I understand now!

You mean prison guards.

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