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| Huey | looks terrified. Ah pull him |
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's enough of me to go round,' | Huey | pleads. Then ah see him wave |
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an we...calm down a wee bit?' | Huey | pleads. A few auld dears look |
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eople doon but it's nae good, | Huey | draps his mic an runs fur the |
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please welcome to the stage, | Huey | the crooner!' |
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ingin masel at him. "Take me, | Huey | ,' ah'd say. "Take me back tae |
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. Dolly - embarrassed by me. | Huey | - probably feart ae me. That |
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ther than shock an agony like | Huey | here. |
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ee the love ae mah life ~ big | Huey | the crooner. See, Huey does a |
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main event. It's time fur mah | Huey | . |
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ssie behind the bar. 'Where's | Huey | ? Is he no singin the night?' |
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"That's | Huey | the singer's caravan,' says t |
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'Is | Huey | in his caravan the noo?' ah a |
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ou've been lusting after this | Huey | guy the whole time we've been |
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wis the rest ae the gig? That | Huey | stole your heart anaw?"' |
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So noo we're camped oot at | Huey | 's caravan. Hidin under his wi |
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a towel an attempts tae shift | Huey | 's weight oot the way so he ca |