| Lyrics: | Uhh, may I see your papers pleez??
Uhhh, lemme see.
Hand me your suitcase, let me . . . open
it.
I'm just a bit nervous you understand.
Open the suitcase.
This hasn't happened . . .
too often.
Uh-huh, I see, how many . . . sixty-two packages of cigarettes. Why are you carrying
all zees into Germany for? What are you doing this for?
I . . . I . . .
How long have you
been livin' in Berlin?
I don't live in Berlin.
Where do you live?
I live in
Texas.
Texas?
Texas.
Oh I see, Lyndon Johnson lives in Texas too, does he not?
I
know, Sure does.
Ooh, hm this is alright.
You mind . . . Is it alright if I shut my suitcase
off?
Shut it off???
Ha, ha ha ha.
Do you care for one of these cigarettes?
Now,
who's this lady you are with?
What lady?
This lady here, standing next to you.
Oh, this
is uh, this is...
Has she has papers too?
PAPERS! Lemme see your papers!
How come you
have to yell so much, what did we do?
I don't yell.
Were just trying to get into the
country.
This is my country, it's not your country, I'm ? here, I've been standing here for
years and years doing zis every time. You making me very angry.
Is this ze Fazerland.
This
is ze Fazerland yes.
Listen you ought to check all the Mothers through customs. Hey line up as
soon as you finished . . .
Are you through with me, sir?
You may step over here to the
right.
Thank you.
My name is Fritz, open the suitcase please?
Just a moment here, just a
moment.
What is this there's sixty two copies of Horseshit Magazine. What are you carrying
Horseshit Magazine around for . . .
It's a hoax, hold it, hold it here.
What is this. Right
there!
Hold it hold it. I'll never forget you Fritz
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