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... so help me God.
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I promise to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth...
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Nobody knows the trouble I've seen.
I got rhythm, I got music, I got my man - who could ask for anything more?
Red sky at night, saves nine. Red sky in morning, get out of the kitchen.
Many hands in the bush - shepherd's delight.
No innuendos can be made about Wol's last remark concerning any of the current world leaders.
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