Quincy: Wanna be my girl?
Monica: What do I have to do?
Quincy: I guess we can play ball and ride to school together. When you get mad I gotta give you flowers.
Quincy: Wanna be my girl?
Monica: What do I have to do?
Quincy: I guess we can play ball and ride to school together. When you get mad I gotta give you flowers.
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