The Wrestler: 80th vs 90th

By Stevie Adams / in , , , , , , /

Whoa! Hell, yeah! All right!
Come on, baby. – Dance with me.
– Here? – Yeah, right here. Come on.
– Uh-uh. – Come on.
– I-I’ve danced to this plenty. Okay. I’ll dance for you then.
Here we go.That’s where we meet– Think I can get you a shift.
– Hey, man, I need a job. There we go. Ooh! It’s a lap dance I’m getting.I knew right from the beginningThat you would end up winningI knew right from the startYou’d put an arrowThrough my heartRound and roundYeah! Goddamn, they don’t make ’em
like they used to.
– Fuckin’ ’80s, man. Best shit ever.
– Bet your ass, man. – Guns N’ Roses fuckin’ rules.
– Crüe. – Yeah.
– Def Lep. Then that Cobain pussy had to come around
and ruin it all. Like there’s something wrong
with wanting to have a good time. I’ll tell you something.
I hated the fuckin’ ’90s. – Nineties fuckin’ sucked.
– Nineties fuckin’ sucked.

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