Joe's Apartment Page #5

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My boy, you've done my old neighborhood

a great service.

It was all her idea, Senator.

Come on.

My friends...

this extraordinary garden...

is the first blossom

of this neighborhood's rebirth.

What is this?

Kill that lying,

two-timing Senator Dougherty. Tonight.

Whack his daughter

and that damn kid, too.

See all these people here?

Dead by the end of the week.

And that little girl over there--

Mr. Shirt!

Let me show you a hot new property.

Welcome to Lily Park!

There's an extra toothbrush

in the cupboard.

Oh, really, don't bother.

It's the least I could do.

Your house burned down.

I'll set you up on the couch.

Joe, you're practically inside.

Ralph!

-Little last minute advice.

-Get lost, Ralph!

Look into her eyes and say:

"Baby, I'm going to bop you

till your ears bleed! "

Did you need something?

No, thanks.

Play your cards right, Joe,

and this could be our new pad.

"Our new pad"? You little....

We busted ass for you!

What kind of thanks do we get?

Ralph...

thanks.

For everything.

Forget it. Sorry about our little

misunderstanding back there.

Me, too. Now, how about a little privacy?

Take my advice, just grab her by--

Gosh, Lily, you look incredible.

-How about a little help here?

-No. I mean it.

You're the most beautiful girl

I've ever seen in my life.

I bet you say that to all the girls

the minute you get them alone.

We are alone, aren't we?

Last I looked.

Oh, please, let me.

I can make the bed myself.

Really? Have you ever made a bed

in your life?

Sure, watch this.

Swinging pad!

What do you think, Rodney?

Brother Ralph...

I believe that we have finally reached

the promised penthouse!

Brother bugs and sister insects!

Come on with it, Rodney!

Give a shout out to the Great Big Bug.

With his help,

we can turn this antiseptic sanctuary...

into a putrid paradise!

Hold my feeler, Lord

Lord, pull me through

Pull me through

Hold my feeler, Lord

Lord, pull me through

Hold my feeler, Lord

Lord, till I join that golden horde

I'll be hanging

Hanging onto you

Lily, now that we're alone,

I should tell you...

I'm sorry about what happened

at my apartment.

My friends are sorry, too.

Friends?

I never thought I'd say this,

but they're actually kind of sweet.

They must like you a lot.

Not as much as I like you.

Go, Joe!

We've been battered

And we've been scattered

We've been splattered into goo

-But the healer, he took my feeler

-Praise the Lord, hallelujah!

And he really pulled me through

-Oh, he pulled me through

-Oh, that feeler

When I cash my chips and pay the dealer

I'll be holding onto the Lord's feeler, too

Hold my feeler

And my antenna, too

I've been down and I've been trampled

And dug myself down deep in a hole

But I was lifted

By the love of that Great Big Bug

With his feelers 'round my soul

Whoa, Lord

Won 't you hold my feeler?

Hold my feeler and pull me through

I want you to feel my feeler!

My Lord, there 's nothing realer

Joe, that tickles.

Than my ever-loving feeler feeling you

So! So long from Joe's apartment

We're sad to see you go

Thanks for coming, it's been swell

Check back into our motel

Hope you didn 't mind the smell

Joe's apartment

our own sweet home

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