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- It's supper, everyone. Forrest...
- My, my. That sure looks special.
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Sometimes we had
so many people staying with us
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that every room
was filled with travellers.
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You know, folks living out
of their suitcases
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and hat cases and sample cases.
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Forrest Gump, it's suppertime! Forrest...
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One time, a young man
was staying with us,
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and he had him a guitar case.
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Forrest! I told you not to bother
this nice young man.
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Oh, no, that's all right, ma'am.
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I was just showing him a thing or two
on the guitar here.
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All right, but your supper's ready
if y'all want to eat.
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Yeah, that sounds good.
Thank you, ma'am.
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Say, man, show me that crazy
little walk you just did there.
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Slow it down some.
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I liked that guitar.
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It sounded good.
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I started moving around to the music,
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swinging my hips-
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This one night,
me and Mama was out shopping,
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and we walked right by
Benson's furniture and appliance store,
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and guess what?
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This is not for children's eyes.
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Some years later,
that handsome young man
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who they called "The King,"
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well, he'd sung too many songs,
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had himself a heart attack,
or something.
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Must be hard being a king.