Here We Go Again

by The Front Porch Country Band

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released May 1, 2009

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Track Name: I'm Lost (But I'm Makin' Record Time)
I'm Lost (But I'm Makin' Record Time)
Written expressly for The Front Porch Country Band. Words & music © 2007-2009 co-written with JJolin-RWGathman (BMI) for USAgency Entertainment.
© USAgency, Inc. (BMI) All rights reserved worldwide.

LYRICS:

Well, I’m two days out of Tulsa – four days out of jail
And I’m high and dry in Memphis, Tennessee
And if I ever find her – if I live to tell the tale
I’ll tell the world, how lovin’ her has made a fool of me

Well, I met her at the local rodeo
All fixed up with nowhere else to go
She flashed those big blue eyes – right there I realized
The lady’s roped and tied me – much to my surprise

Now, I’m lost but I’m makin’ record time – you know true love is just too hard to find
If I don’t find her soon I just may lose my mind – yes, I’m lost but I’m makin’ record time

Candle-light romancin’ – dancin’ until dawn
The mornin’ broke – I woke up all alone
She never said good-bye – never gave one reason why
She loved me then she left me – now I’m out here on my own

I’m lost but I’m makin’ record time – you know true love is just too hard to find
If I don’t find her soon I just may lose my mind – yes, I’m lost but I’m makin’ record time

I used to be a player – just played hard to get
But “used to be’s” don’t matter anymore
This lady’s got my number – though she hasn’t called me yet
She’s runnin’ from my lovin’ but I need her more and more

Chased her all across the USA
Through every two-bit bar along the way
But up around the bend – gonna catch her once again
And give her all my lovin’ boys – but until then –

I’m lost but I’m makin’ record time – you know true love is just too hard to find
If I don’t find her soon I just may lose my mind – when I do we’ll be makin’ out just fine

She’s just playin’ hard to get – no I haven’t found her, yet
But when I do – I’m gonna make her mine!
Track Name: Carolina Dawn
CAROLINA DAWN
Written expressly for The Front Porch Country Band
Words & music © 2007-2009 by RWGathman (BMI) for USAgency Entertainment.
© USAgency, Inc. (BMI) All rights reserved worldwide.

LYRICS:

Lost too long in the California sunshine – longin’ for the shelter of my Carolina home
Never found peace in the blue Pacific – Carolina’s callin’ – now I’m headin’ home alone

Gotta hitch a ride, Lord, I’m bound to be there
West coast blues – I’ve been gone too long
Say so long – California sunset – headin’ for the Carolina dawn

Desert sun runnin’ to the blue horizon – crystal skies blazin’ just as far as I can see
Radiator steamin’ all the way to Flagstaff – cactus sun blisterin’ – is she thinkin’ of me

Hundred mile ride on an 18-wheeler
Back to ridin’ rails that go on and on
Say so long – Arizona sunset – headin’ for the Carolina dawn

Amarillo rest stop – Oklahoma City
Great Plains crossin’ to my country home
Say so long Oklahoma sunset – headin’ for the Carolina dawn

Mississippi cross into blue grass country – makin’ tracks from Memphis & we’re on our way
Dreamin’ of the girl with her green eyes smilin’ – thousand miles ridin’ on the long highway

Blue Ridge Mountains – risin in the distance
Nashville playin’ like a Country song
Say so long – Tennessee sunset – headin’ for the Carolina dawn

Outer Banks sparkle on the far horizon – great Atlantic stretchin’ just as far as I can see
Hatteras light beam streamin’ through the heavens – wonderin’ is she really even thinkin’ of me

Suddenly I see her – wavin’ from the front porch
Green eyes smilin’ in the Carolina sun

Say hello – Carolina sunrise – welcome to the Carolina dawn
Say hello – Carolina sunrise – welcome to the Carolina dawn
Track Name: Louisiana Line
LOUISIANA LINE
Written expressly for The Front Porch Country Band
Words & music © 2007-2009 by RWGathman (BMI) for USAgency Entertainment.
© USAgency, Inc. (BMI) All rights reserved worldwide.

LYRICS:

Long haul runnin’ outta Louisiana – arctic moon risin’ down on Thunder Bay
Heavy rig delivery into deep mine country – back haul loaded now I’m on my way
Northern lights flashin’ up across the border – radar jammin’s workin’ – makin’ up time
Say so long – Minnesota Smokies – headin’ for the Louisiana Line

Interstate flyin’ south around Milwaukee – Windy City skyline lightin’ up the night
Cajun lady waitin’ down in Louisiana – red lights flashin’ in my rear view sight
Evansville detour heavy load a-shiftin’ – petal to the metal still pickin’ up time
Say so long – Indiana Smokies – headin’ for the Louisiana Line

Diesel pipes hummin’ heavy rig is screamin’ – hammer down shiftin’ while the big wheels whine
Say so long – Ol’ Kentucky Smokies – headin’ for the Louisiana line

Skyline risin’ out along the water – Memphis city shinin’ like a River Boat Queen
Black & whites downshift – weavin’ through the wreckage – convoy formin’ – now we’re pickin up steam
Runnin’ on south past Jackson Mississippi – red lights flashin’ now it’s hammer down time
Say so long – Mississippi Smokies – headin’ for the Louisiana line

Crossin’ on over into Bayou country – Cajun lady waitin for her one true heart
Lazy river swimmin’ to the Gulf Coast delta – keepin’ deep secrets in the alligator swamp
Baton Rouge gleamin’ mornin’ sun shinin’ – backwoods hiding what the law won’t find

Say hello – Louisiana country – safe across the Louisiana line
Say hello – Louisiana Lady – safe inside the Louisiana line
Track Name: Olde New Town
OLDE NEW TOWN
Written expressly for The Front Porch Country Band
Words & music © 2007-2009 by RWGathman (BMI) for USAgency Entertainment.
© USAgency, Inc. (BMI) All rights reserved worldwide.

LYRICS:

Headin’ on down to Olde New Town – sailin’ on back to stay
Ridin’ the waves while the river runs down
Paddle wheel pushin’ while the water runs ‘round
Headin’ on back today

Headin’ on down to Olde New Town – sailin’ on back today
Ridin’ the wind – singin’ all night
Sailin’ on south ‘til dawn tonight
Headin’ on back to stay
Track Name: My Baby Rocks
MY BABY ROCKS
Written expressly for The Front Porch Country Band
Words & music © 2007-2009 by RWGathman (BMI) for USAgency Entertainment.
© USAgency, Inc. (BMI) All rights reserved worldwide.

LYRICS:

She rocks. She shocks. My Baby’s turnin’ heads when she walks
Got ‘em all breakin’ a sweat – but they ain’t seen nothin’ yet!
Cause she’s smooth. When she moves. Steppin’ in her high heel shoes
Baby’s just as sly as a fox – she’s sure makin’ waves when she walks
Oooh – my Baby rocks!

She’s fine. She’s all mine. My Baby’s got me towin’ the line
She’s always knowin’ what’s on their mind – even when they’re walkin’ behind
She’s a true beauty. Country fresh cutie. When they see her comin’ – everyone stops
She’s sure makin’ waves when she walks – Wow – my Baby rocks!

Heads are sure turnin’ – Baby’s got ‘em burnin’
The movin’ that she’s doin’ is – hot
Whole town’s talkin’ – whole world’s watchin’
Everybody knows what she’s got – that’s a lot!

She glows. And it shows. She’s gettin’ looks wherever she goes
Rockin’ from her head to her toes – Baby’s got it all and everyone knows

The whole country rolls when she rocks
She’s sure makin’ waves when she walks
Wow – my Baby rocks!

Heads are really turnin’ – Baby’s got ‘em burnin’
The word is spreadin’ all over town
County’s all watchin – everybody’s talkin’
I got the hottest baby around

It’s news. When she moves. Baby’s getting’ rave reviews
Offers comin’ day and night – those moves are – out of sight!

The lady’s headin’ straight to the top
She’s sure makin’ waves when she walks
Wow – my Baby rocks!
Track Name: Port Of Spain
PORT OF SPAIN
Written expressly for The Front Porch Country Band
Words & music © 2007-2009 by RWGathman (BMI) for USAgency Entertainment.
© USAgency, Inc. (BMI) All rights reserved worldwide.

LYRICS:

Come on down – to Port of Spain – where trouble never goes
Let’s go to Port of Spain – where the cold wind never blows

Made a my home in de nordern plain
Snowin’ dere all year long
One trip south an I never return
Come a help a me sing a dis song

Come on down – to Port of Spain – where trouble never goes
Let’s go to Port of Spain – where the cold wind never blows

Gotta myself a big Mama
I don’t know where she been
Don’t wanna ask my Mama
Who put ‘er in da shape she’s in

Well if you wanna live a foreva
Donta eva aska me why
Find youself a pretty young island Mama
Wid a coconut skirt – oh my!

Come on down – to Port of Spain – where trouble never goes
Let’s go to Port of Spain – where the cold wind never blows

If you eva gotta big problem
Don’ know what you’re gonna do
Betta get a rid a dat problem
‘fore dat problem – get rid a you

Well, Come on down – to Port of Spain – where trouble never goes
Let’s go to Port of Spain – where the cold wind never blows

Come on down – to Port of Spain – where trouble never goes
Let’s go to Port of Spain – where the cold wind never blows

Come on down – to Port of Spain – where trouble never goes
Let’s go to Port of Spain – where the cold wind never blows

Well, Come on down – Come on down –
Track Name: How Many Nights
HOW MANY NIGHTS
Written expressly for The Front Porch Country Band
Words & music © 2007-2009 by RWGathman (BMI) for USAgency Entertainment.
© USAgency, Inc. (BMI) All rights reserved worldwide.

LYRICS:

How many nights can this lonely old heart be broken
How many tears can one heart take – ‘til this heartache fades away
How many dreams can remain forever unspoken
And how many times can I turn and watch – as you turn and walk away

Maybe late at night – they pay me to take care of business
Maybe in the morning – you’ll pay me to just walk away
Maybe as I’m leavin’ I’ll take all the love that you promised
Baby you’re explainin’– but I just can’t hear what you say

Maybe there’s a reason your women do all of your cryin’
Ladies of the evenin’ – when a heart breaks it don’t make a sound
Feelin is believin’ – but all I can feel is I’m dyin’
Baby I’m believin’ you just don’t want me around

Maybe late at night – you pay me to take care of business
Maybe in the morning – you’ll pay me to just walk away
Maybe as I’m leavin’ I’ll take all the love that you promised
Baby you’re explainin’– but I just can’t hear what you say

How many nights can this lonely old heart be broken
How many tears can one heart take – ‘til this heartache fades away
How many dreams can remain forever unspoken
And how many times can I turn and watch – as you turn and walk away
credits
released 27 July 2009
Track Name: English Garden
ENGLISH GARDEN
Written expressly for The Front Porch Country Band
Words & music © 2007-2009 by RWGathman (BMI) for USAgency Entertainment.
© USAgency, Inc. (BMI) All rights reserved worldwide.

LYRICS:

Sittin’ in an English Garden – lettin’ the sun get in my eyes
I’ve seen the sun set often – but I’ve never seen it rise
I’m surprised to hear you’re leavin’ – now you say it’s time to go
Even though I’ll always love you – I just wanted you to know

It’s all right – it’s okay
I guess if I could I’d make you stay
But you’re free – go on, fly
With the wind at your back you could touch the sky

But don’t look back to find me – ‘cause, it’s makin’ me feel so sad
Your face could only remind me – you’re the best friend that I’ve ever had
Whoa – whoa – whoa – whoa

Sittin’ in an English Garden – see me laugh but hear me cry
I’ve lost the blue horizon – like a bird that just can’t fly
If you’re there then I can’t find you – look behind you throw away
The thoughts that only blind you to the words I just can’t say

It’s all right – it’s okay
I guess if I could I’d make you stay
But you’re free – go on, fly
With the wind at your back you could touch the sky, girl

But don’t look back to find me – ‘cause, it’s makin’ me feel so sad
Your face could only remind me – you’re the best friend that I’ve ever had
Whoa – whoa – whoa – whoa
Track Name: Number Nine Mine
NUMBER NINE MINE
Written expressly for The Front Porch Country Band
Words & music © 2007-2009 by RWGathman (BMI) for USAgency Entertainment.
© USAgency, Inc. (BMI) All rights reserved worldwide.

LYRICS:

There’s a rumblin’ down in Number Nine Mine
Searchin’ for some buddies of mine
Hope we make it out on time
There’s a rumblin’ – There’s a rumblin’

Lived my whole life in these mines
Lifetime workin’ – draggin’ the line
Trouble down in ol’ Number Nine
There’s a rumblin’ – There’s a rumblin’
There’s a rumblin’ – Whoa – There’s a rumblin’

They say we won’t abandon our own
No way they’ll leave us – here all alone
Buried down here – under rubble and stone
There’s a rumblin’ – There’s a rumblin’

Workin’ for our hourly pay
Black Gold diggin’ – down here night and day
Never learned no other way
There’s a rumblin’ – There’s a rumblin’
There’s a rumblin’ – Whoa – There’s a rumblin’

There’s a rumblin’ – There’s a rumblin’
There’s a rumblin’ – Whoa – There’s a rumblin’

Wonderin’ bout that woman I love
Wonderin’ what she’s feelin’ – there up above
Mile a black dirt – can sure make it rough
There’s a rumblin’ – There’s a rumblin’
There’s a rumblin’ – Whoa – There’s a rumblin’

Someone callin’ – Can you hear ‘em – Are they comin’ – Can you hear ‘em
Are they comin’ – Can you hear ‘em – Are they comin’ – Can you hear ‘em – Someone callin’

Are they comin’ – Can you hear ‘em

There’s a rumblin’ – There’s a rumblin’ – Whoa, yeah
There’s a rumblin’ – There’s a rumblin’ – There’s a rumblin’ – Are they comin’

There’s a rumblin’ – There’s a rumblin’ – Are they comin’ – Can you hear ‘em
There’s a rumblin’ – There’s a rumblin’
Track Name: Runnin' Man
RUNNIN' MAN
Written expressly for The Front Porch Country Band
Words & music © 2007-2009 by RWGathman (BMI) for USAgency Entertainment.
© USAgency, Inc. (BMI) All rights reserved worldwide.

LYRICS:

And he’s runnin’ just as far as the arms of the law – and he’s runnin’ just as hard as he can
And he’s runnin’ from the charms of a lady’s arms
He’s the Runnin’ Man – yeah, he’s the Runnin’ Man

He came runnin’ out of Georgia on a moonlit night – he came lookin’ for a lady to play
She came sayin’ she could chase him to the ends of the earth
Now she’s chasin’ that good ole boy to this day
Yeah, she left her Daddy’s comfort for an outlaw life – for the lover she said she’d never leave
Funny how love can slow a man down
When the lovin’s just too good to believe

And he’s runnin’ just as far as the arms of the law – and he’s runnin’ just as hard as he can
And he’s runnin’ from the charms of a lady’s arms
He’s the Runnin’ Man – yeah, he’s the Runnin’ Man

Well they caught up with him north of an old minin’ town – backwoods shack south of Cheyenne
Smiled as they watched him lay his six-shooter down
Sayin’ fellas come and get me – I’m here if you can
But she had ‘em in her sights & by the time they were through – well that lady had the law on the run
Rescued and arrested by love once again
His runnin’ days are finally done

And he’s runnin’ just as far as the arms of the law – and he’s runnin’ just as hard as he can
And he’s rollin’ in the arms of his ladies’ charms
He’s the Runnin’ Man – yeah, he’s the Runnin’ Man
Track Name: Sail Away Lady
SAIL AWAY LADY
Written expressly for The Front Porch Country Band
Words & music © 2007-2009 by RWGathman (BMI) for USAgency Entertainment.
© USAgency, Inc. (BMI) All rights reserved worldwide.

LYRICS:

Sail away lady – sail into the night – sail your wide oceans alone
Follow the dreams of your youth on your flight
Sail away lady, sail home – sail home
On to your white winter home

She glides like a princess who’s sure of her place – her eyes are as clear as the sky
She’s a lily white lady of style and grace – born with a spirit to fly
But lately her heart feels heavy as rain – she dimly remembers a dream
She longs for the snow-covered mountains again – far from the ocean she’s seen

Sail away lady – sail into the night – sail your wide ocean alone
Follow the dreams of your youth on your flight
Sail away lady, sail home – sail home
On to your white winter home

She searches her soul for a memory – she stretches her wings to the wind
She rises like mist on the north sea – her journey is set to begin
And into the night she goes sailin’ – to soar through a clear cloudless sky
The mountains are silently callin’ – and only the lady knows why – knows why
Only the lady knows why

Sail away lady – sail into the night – sail your wide oceans alone
Follow the dreams of your youth on your flight
Sail away lady, sail home – sail home
On to your white winter home

A bright silver blanket is stretchin’ below – with stars for as far as she sees
She feels like the salmon that’s fightin’ the flow – of the river’s swift run to the sea
On, she sails on through the night air – the moon makes a map for her eyes
A Milky Way compass can carry her there – as on to the mountain she flies – she flies
On through the cold northern skies

Sail away lady – sail into the night – sail your wide oceans alone
Follow the dreams of your youth on your flight
Sail away lady, sail home – sail home
On to your white winter home
Track Name: The Who Put Song
THE WHO PUT SONG
Written expressly for The Front Porch Country Band
Words & music © 2007-2009 by RWGathman (BMI) for USAgency Entertainment.
© USAgency, Inc. (BMI) All rights reserved worldwide.

LYRICS:

Who put the kick in country
Who put the heart in soul
Who put the “Zing” into all that swing
Who put the “Rock” into rock ‘n roll

I gotta hand it to the man it’s a perfect plan – makes my baby love me – anytime she can
Workin’ all day in the hot noon sun – rockin’ to the music til the morning comes
Rockin’ til the morning comes

Who put the “Bop” in the Bebop, baby
Who put the jive in jazz
Who put the rap in the rappin’ beat
Who put the “Raz” – in the Raz-a-ma-taz

I gotta hand it to the man it’s a perfect plan – makes my baby love me – anyway she can
Fillin’ up our nights with so much sound – rockin’ to the music when the sun goes down
Rockin’ when the sun goes down

Who put the “Mmmm…” in the Melody
Who put the split in the harmony
Who put the drive in the disco beat
Who put the you into you and me

Who put the “Boss” in the Bosanova
Who put the rhythm in the blues
Who put the sax in the Big Band, baby
Who put the blue in my blue suede shoes

Gotta hand it to the man it’s a perfect plan – makes my baby love me – anytime she can
Fillin’ up our nights with so much sound – rockin’ to the rhythm when the sun goes down
Rockin’ when the sun goes down

Who put the apple in the Garden of Eden
Who put the woman with the man
Who put the moon in the moonlight, baby
Who made the music since the world began

I gotta hand it to the man it’s a perfect plan – makes my baby love me – every way she can
Fillin’ up our nights with so much sound – rockin’ to the music when the sun goes down
Rockin’ when the sun goes down
Rockin’ when the sun goes down – Rockin’ when the sun goes down
Rockin’ when the sun goes down – Rockin’ when the sun goes down
Rockin’ when the sun goes down – Rockin’ when the sun goes down
Rockin’ when the sun goes down – Rockin’ when the sun goes down – yeah
Track Name: Pennsylvania Home
PENNSYLVANIA HOME
Written expressly for The Front Porch Country Band
Words & music © 2007-2009 by RWGathman (BMI) for USAgency Entertainment.
© USAgency, Inc. (BMI) All rights reserved worldwide.

LYRICS:

There’s a place where dreams are born – a man can still live free
My boyhood home is callin’ out to me
Traveled all around this world – from sea to shinin’ sea
Pennsylvania’s still callin’ out to me
From the rugged western steel mills – where they blast the iron ore
To Philadelphia’s Freedom Bell – and the untamed Great Lake shore

Pennsylvania’s callin’– no matter how far I roam
Callin’ me back – Pennsylvania Home

From the birthplace of our nation – and the fields at Valley Forge
To the blood-soaked graves at Gettysburg – where we turned the tide of the Civil War

Pennsylvania’s callin’– no matter how far I roam
Callin’ me back – Pennsylvania Home

Now the Susquehanna’s flowing on – to The Mason-Dixon Line
The Endless mountains rise to touch the sky
Red-tailed Hawks still rule the air – the Eagle still flies free
And Freedom’s light still shines for you and me
From the rollin’ golden wheat fields – and the clearest mountain streams
To the ancient Alleghenies – where a man can live his dreams

Pennsylvania’s callin’– no matter how far I roam
Callin’ me back – Pennsylvania Home
Track Name: Here We Go Again
HERE WE GO AGAIN
Written expressly for The Front Porch Country Band
Words & music © 2007-2009 by RWGathman (BMI) for USAgency Entertainment.
© USAgency, Inc. (BMI) All rights reserved worldwide.

LYRICS:

Agent called this mornin’ – clamorin’ for a show
Knew this ol’ vacation had to end
Says all across the USA – dates are closin’ fast
Front porch tour is formin’ once again

Management, call the airlines – round up all our gear
We’re off to sing our songs – both old ‘n new
Flash the news all our fans – party’s ‘bout to start
Comin’ soon to a Front Porch close to you

So long Susquehanna – we’re headin’ out tonight
Goodbye to all our lovers, wives & friends
We’re sailin’ off for parts unknown – book another flight
Load ‘em up – “Here We Go Again”

Johnny’s packed his ol’ black hat – Kimbo’s packed his bass
Alison’s packin’ outfits by the ton
Rick & Richard’s guitars are strung and nearly tuned
Joey’s packin’ all the keys and drums

So long Susquehanna – we’re headin’ out tonight
Goodbye to all our lovers, wives & friends
We’re sailin’ off for parts unknown – book another flight
Load ‘em up – “Here We Go Again”

So long Susquehanna – we’re headin’ out tonight
Goodbye to all our lovers, wives & friends
We’re sailin’ off for parts unknown – book another flight
Load ‘em up – “Here We Go Again”

Hello Carolina – Colorado, too
California’s waitin’ round the bend
We’re sailin’ off for parts unknown – headin’ out tonight
Load ‘em up – “Here We Go Again”

Hello Nome, Alaska – Honolulu too
China’s waitin’ – like a long lost friend
We’re sailin’ off for parts unknown – headin’ out tonight
Load ‘em up – “Here We Go Again”
Yeah, load ‘em up – “Here We Go Again”
Load ‘em up – “Here We Go Again”
Track Name: They Don't Let Me Sing (Used Without Permission)
THEY DON'T LET ME SING
Written expressly for The Front Porch Country Band
Words & music © 2007-2009 by RWGathman (BMI) for USAgency Entertainment.
© USAgency, Inc. (BMI) All rights reserved worldwide.

LYRICS:

Well, they don’t let me sing here – in The Front Porch Country Band
They let me play on everything – and pose for pictures, man
I get the call, “Bring your guitar…” – they show me where to stand
But they won’t let me sing here – in The Front Porch Country Band

I get to write and pick and grin – whenever we record
I get to sweat and worry – over every little chord
Well, I get to stand before our fans – and be the “Guitar Man”
But they won’t let me sing here – in The Front Porch Country Band

Well, John and Kimbo fight it out – to see who sings the lead
Unless the singer’s female – then it’s Alison
And sometimes, every now and then – even Joey takes the stand
But they won’t let me sing here – in The Front Porch Country Band

Richard slides the faders – and he turns them little knobs
And then they let us smile for the press – and we get to act like country snobs
They even make us hawk these “Country Rocks” – and I get to “aim” that country van
But they won’t let us sing here – in The Front Porch Country Band

You know, Kimbo gets the fan mail – and Johnny, he gets all the girls
And Alison, she’s always getting’ “dolled up” – to sing before this whole world
And all they ever let me do is play this guitar – where they tell me to stand
But they won’t let me sing here – in The Front Porch Country Band

But sometimes on the weekends – we ain’t got no show
We get to sit and pick and sing – relaxin’ don’t you know
And then when no one’s lookin’ – and them singers ain’t around
We get to take a deep breath – and make an awesome sound

“You start…"
“Okay, now I’m gonna start…and then you follow…you’ll understand…”
“Row, Row, Row Your Boat…”
“There’s just us two here…!”
“Oh, that’ll sell records!...”

And they just won’t let us sing here – in The Front Porch Country Band

“I really don’t think we sing that bad, do you, Richard…?”
“I…I really don’t, No...!”
“Just ‘cause they look better’n us don’t mean they sing better’n us…”
“They look better’n you…”
“Matter of fact, Joey don’t even look better’n us, if you ask me…”
“No…”
“But Johnny, he’s cute…(laugh)…but I think Alison a lot cuter’n that…”
“I’ll go along with that…yep…yep…no problem…”
“Then there’s Kimbo…”
“Kimbo’s cute…”
“Kimbo…! Kimbo…!”