“And he's like wearing his little vest, smoking his very…” — Perhaps It's You at 14:33
“And he's like wearing his little vest, smoking his very tiny cigarette. And then she's like, what was that? That was the honky-tonk piano playing. Oh, okay. Obviously. We're not in the room, so thanks for clarifying. I know. Things get lost. It translates. I can only imagine you at home not knowing us having any idea…”