| "Stick your finger up my ass, Alma, and wiggle it, just like the doctor does." | |
| "With a wiggle-wiggle here And a wiggle-wiggle there " | |
| "l"right wiggle, 34 switchblade. | |
| # Do the wiggle, man # | |
| # Now stop, woo Now wiggle it # Now stop, woo Jiggle it, just jiggle it | |
| "Stick your finger up my ass, Alma, and wiggle it, just like the doctor does." | |
| "With a wiggle-wiggle here And a wiggle-wiggle there " | |
| "l"right wiggle, 34 switchblade. | |
| # Do the wiggle, man # | |
| # Now stop, woo Now wiggle it # Now stop, woo Jiggle it, just jiggle it | |
| - Bald, as long as she wiggles. | |
| - He wiggles up to the top. - Ricky: So what does he do? | |
| - No, it's tame and wiggles its tail. | |
| - That -- that's a wiggles song. | |
| - That's a wiggles song. | |
| - Bald, as long as she wiggles. | |
| - He wiggles up to the top. - Ricky: So what does he do? | |
| - No, it's tame and wiggles its tail. | |
| - That -- that's a wiggles song. | |
| - That's a wiggles song. | |
| "down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace... | |
| - Jay, I've already wiggled him. | |
| - Well, he wiggled out of my arms. | |
| And he took hold of that part, flipped it on its side, wiggled its legs in the air and he became this wonderful, loving cosmic hobo, who was disarming and charming. EXPLOSIONS AND SHOUTING | |
| And her feet-- the way they wiggled in her last throes. | |
| # And he's wiggling his nose and his little bunny ts # | |
| 'Cause I'll lift you up in the air... and carry you before the whole goddamn camp... like a fucking turtle with its legs wiggling. | |
| - But it's wiggling! | |
| - I am wiggling. | |
| - I am wiggling. | |
| "down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace... | |
| - Jay, I've already wiggled him. | |
| - Well, he wiggled out of my arms. | |
| And he took hold of that part, flipped it on its side, wiggled its legs in the air and he became this wonderful, loving cosmic hobo, who was disarming and charming. EXPLOSIONS AND SHOUTING | |
| And her feet-- the way they wiggled in her last throes. | |
| # And he's wiggling his nose and his little bunny ts # | |
| 'Cause I'll lift you up in the air... and carry you before the whole goddamn camp... like a fucking turtle with its legs wiggling. | |
| - But it's wiggling! | |
| - I am wiggling. | |
| - I am wiggling. | |
