π π π«° πΊ Muley recites, βLips that touch liquor can never touch mine,β and the four of us renders the chorus from, βDrink to Me only with Thy Eyes.β
ββWhat I want to know is what are yuh going to do with them π€clothes, Hen?β he remarks. βI told yuh tπ±o hoπ€ld βemπβnot retain βem.β
βWπ‘hat I want to know is what are yuh going toπ«° do witπh them cloπthes, Hen?β he remarks. βI told yuh to πholπΊd βemβnot retain βem.β
βWhat πI want to know is what are yuh going to do with them clothes, Hen?β he remarks. βI told yuh to hold βemββ₯οΈnot retaiπn βem.β