"Not that I care, but where is your husband?/Why, he's dead. I bet he's just using that as an excuse/I was with him to the very end. No wonder he passed away/I held him in my arms and kissed him. Oh, I see, then it was murder/Will you marry me? Did he leave you any money? Answer the second question first" ou



Duck soup aux légumes et à la citronnelle façon it's cold outside Groucho

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