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Where's the Handle?

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Dane Cook - Where's the Handle? Lyrics


I gotta tell you this, 'cause I always wanted to shareThis with a crowdThis is a story, it's a coming of age taleAnd it's about the first time I ever got headCome on along with meI'll never forget this, I was 17 years oldAnd I took this girl out on a date, I took her toPapagenoo's. And I got her the spaghetti basketIt's deliciousAnd so, at the very end of the date, drove her homeAnd we're sitting in front of her house and it's thatAwkward moment, you know, when you wanna kiss butYou're still so shy. And you end up talking for 4 and aHalf fucking hoursSo finally, she leaned in, she was like "Well, anywayI should probably go 'cause it's dusk."And I said, "Yeah, I guess I should go to." We bothLeaned in and we *peck noise* kissed. And then out ofNowhere, I didn't even expect it. She went "awww"And so very quickly I ripped off my jeans Like I was inThe NBA, and I put my seat back. And she started toGive me the bocoik, you know. It was fantastic and itFelt so good, and suddenly started feeling tingles andJingles... like I was about to bocoik, you know whatI'm saying?The law is we have to tell you. Right ladies? We haveTo let you know, we want to tell you. but we don't, atThe same time. So I wan't to tell her, but I tell theSeatbelt instead...

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