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Caritas - Saturday Evening [Open]
Weevil opens the doors to Caritas. So far tonight, the zombie band appears to be intact.

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Let me use your toothbrush
Have you got a clean shirt?
My panties in a wad
At the bottom of my purse
I walk into the street
The air’s so cool
I’m wired and I’m tired
And I’m grinnin’ like a fool
I’ve been on the floor lookin’ for a chair
I’ve been on a chair lookin’ for a couch
And I’ve been on a couch lookin’ for a bed...
Lookin’ for a bed
Lookin’ for my, my...
My right hand, my right hand man
My right hand, my right hand man
My right hand, my right hand man
My right hand, my right hand man
Say... my right hand, my right hand man
My right hand, my right hand man
My right hand, my right hand man
If he can’t fix it, I don’t know who can
The sinsemilla salesman
And the cops on the block
They know what I been doin’
They see the way I walk
I wonder what they see now
I wonder what they do
To feel somebody want them
The way I’m wanting you
I’ve been on the floor lookin’ for a chair
I’ve been on a chair lookin’ for a couch
And I’ve been on a couch lookin’ for a bed...
Lookin’ for a bed
Lookin’ for... to really be...
My right hand, my right hand man
My right hand, my right hand man
My right hand, my right hand man
My right hand, my right hand man
Say... my right hand, my right hand man
My right hand, my right hand man
My right hand, my right hand man
Use me up if you think you can
I’ve been on the floor lookin’ for a chair
I’ve been on a chair lookin’ for a couch
And I’ve been on a couch lookin’ for a bed...
Lookin’ for a bed
Lookin’ for my...
My right hand, my right hand man
My right hand, my right hand man
My right hand, my right hand man
My right hand, my right hand man
Say... my right hand, my right hand man
My right hand, my right hand man
My right hand, my right hand man
Say... my my my my my right hand, my right hand man
If he can’t fix it, gonna find a boy who can.
When she's done with the song, she drops the mic on the floor and walks out the front door.
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Her expression turned a little wistful. "I wish you could have walked across the stage with me."
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She grinned again. "I got the college acceptance letter I was waiting for today."
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Once she gets it, she heads over to the lounge (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomtownies/830769.html?thread=32662321#t32662577).
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At least not on the drink menu.
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"Would you like a sip?"
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Shut up, boy.
Walter shook his head and ran a hand down Adella's leg. "I've had better tonight."
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I'm almost disappointed.
"Aren't you the sweetest
thrall I've ever enslaved?" she said snuggling up to him and nuzzling his neck.Re: The Lounge
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OOC
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