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...what so prou-ou-ou-oudly we hailed, at the twi-light's last gle-e-aming. Whose bright stripes and broad stars, throught the perilous night, o'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming. And the rocket's...red glare! Lots of bombs in the air, gave proof through the night, that we still had our flag. Oh does that star spangled banner wave o-o-o-over all we see, for the h-o-o-ome of the land, and the land...of the...FREE!
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"And I don't wish that girl any bad luck," he said, "but I hope she gets hit with a car."
- Tommy Lasorda
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