Frank:
I knew a girl that looked just like you.
To-Bel:
Really?
Frank:
I wrote a poem about her. Do you want to hear it? Hey, Chocolate Mama, She's got a stomach like a Hershey snare drum, She's got an ass like a nasty heart, Beating on the other side, Like a dark globe of every place a man could want to go.
To-Bel:
Oh, how you talk.

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Scene di lotta di classe a Beverly Hills (1989)

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