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Let’s recreate the scene: Make believe you’re at a table seat Talking playfully to the waitress at your local place to eat Way below the apron Maybelline, smell of eggs and cheese, bacon grease, she’s a babe an 8 at least You wanna push the plate of quasadillas off the table, and spread them angel’s wings, but you can’t say a thing?