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(Later in the Bahamas...)
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Ooh!
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♪ Wherever the fight, I'll be fightin' and ridin' it! Wherever the butt, I'll be kickin' it and lovin' it! ♪
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♪ Whatever you're bending, I be looking and loving and looking and sinking and dreaming... ♪
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Watch your punk ass!
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♪ ...then I'm just talking! ♪
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Dead men don't dream, sucka!
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(Lucy traded her cannon for a mike and is now hosting a successful children's TV show.
She promises to return to the silver screen as soon as her mail-order bazooka comes in.)
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