Letras: Adam Sandler. Stan & Judy's Kid. Cool Guy 3.

-{Sean pouring champagne-



SEAN: Yeah.Yeah.That's right.Baby I have to tell you, you looking unbelievably delicious laying there.


GIRL #3:Oh Sean, you're so sweet.




SEAN:Not as sweet as your silky thighs mama, I tink I want to taste'em.



-{He presses the 'play' button on his tape player-


I going to start with your scrumptious toes as an appetizers, then I'm going to move up your body with my tongue, 'til I reach those lucious icecream sundaes.





GIRL #3:Mm, sounds nice. what else?



SEAN:Well, then I'm going to work my way back down, 'cause it's time for the main course.I'm like a bee heading down to your honey pot.But I won't be flying away soon, no I won't.



-{she laughs sensually-



Ooh, zippity, dippity.



-{she takes a sip on the champagne-


-{she laughs sensually-



GIRL #3:Tell me, what do you want me to do to you?



SEAN:Yeah, baby, I got a lot on my menu, but if I could recommend something, it would have to be tonight's special:My pud.





GIRL #3:What did you just say?


SEAN:I said you going to like tonight's special...



GIRL #3:And that's your pud?




SEAN:Yeah.


GIRL #3:You got to leave.



SEAN:Mm-hmm.A'ight.Just let me find my pants and I--



-{looks for pants, finds them, struggles to put them on-



I'm leaving.



-{zips up pants--{stops tape player, pulls out tape-



Could you at least tell me the best way home?