Smack my bitch up is truly tame by today’s standards
Something along the lines of i choked her tonsils till she cried like a baby and blew snot or worse out her nose all with love for that Louie bag she wanted is more like it today
It’s truly incredible the crap this inferior DNA types peddle
Pardon my American negro candor reference
I got off this bus at Me So Horny
I actually knew Luther Campbell a little
He was a vulgar hoot to be honest and pretty old school sensible
Frank Sinatra: You bet I am. Next issue: this crap with M-TV. With the nudity and all. What is this crap? Sinbad O'Connor.
Sinead O'Connor: Well, I think it's bloody awful. But it's typical of entertainment in a male-dominated society.
Frank Sinatra: Boo-hoo! You had me, and then you lost me! Billy Idol.
Billy Idol: I think it's great.
Frank Sinatra: Shut up! Luther Campbell.
Luther Campbell: Well, that's my bread and butter, man.
Frank Sinatra: Once more around, pal. Sounds like pops and buzzes from here.
Luther Campbell: I said, that's my bread and butter, man.
Frank Sinatra: No, you're wrong, schoolboy. You don't need to work blue! You'll never play the big rooms with that crap. Ask Redd Foxx. You don't need the blue stuff, kid, you got talent!
Luther Campbell: But I don't have talent.
Frank Sinatra: You've got it, kid. You listen to me - you've got a Ben Vereen quality, I can't put my finger on it. Take the high road, baby!
Luther Campbell: I swear, man, I don't have any talent. None! This is all I got. [ to Billy Idol ] Tell him, man.
Billy Idol: Yeah, he sucks!
Sinead O'Connor: He's not talented.
Frank Sinatra: No, Bob Goulet - that's not talented! You got talent! You got a Dionne Warwick/Falana kind of thing going. Steve and Eydie?
Eydie Gorme: Oh, you're right, Frank.
Steve Lawrence: Absolutely. He's great!
Frank Sinatra: Of course he is, you brownnoses. Look at you, you're just swimming in my wake.