Kyne!
Who's the blue private dick
That's a sex machine with a tail so slick?
(Kyne!)
You're damn right
Who’s on the scene
That’s tall and lean and digs ice cream?
(Kyne!)
Can ya dig it?
Who's the cat that won't cop out
When SL’s crashing all about
(Kyne!)
Right on
You see this cat Kyne is a bad mother-fu..
(Shut your mouth)
But I'm talkin' about Kyne
(Then we can dig it)
He's a complicated cat
And his blue spots are where it’s at
(Kyne!)
You’re damn right
*sing to the music from "Shaft"
SCARLETT: Rhett, I really can't go on accepting these
gifts. Though you are awfully kind.
RHETT: I'm not kind, I'm just tempting you. I never give
anything without expecting something in return. I always
get paid.
SCARLETT: If you think I'll marry you just to pay for the
bonnet, I won't.
RHETT: Don't flatter yourself, I'm not a marrying man.
SCARLETT: Well, I won't kiss you for it, either.
RHETT: Open your eyes and look at me. No, I don't think
I will kiss you. Although you need kissing badly. That's
what's wrong with you. You should be kissed, and often,
and by someone who knows how.
SCARLETT: And I suppose that you think that you are
the proper person.
RHETT: I might be, if the right moment ever came.
SCARLETT: You're a conceited, black- hearted varmint,
Rhett Butler, and I don't know why I let you come and see
me.
