Chapter 11

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Sam and Robin landed in front of an open-air theater near the lake.

"Is this it, Robin?" said Sam.

"It sure is, Sam" said Robin. 

"Do you remember any of this place, Mr Smythe?" Sam asked the man on her back.

"No. But I do remember that I don't like flying" Mr Smythe shuddered.

With that, they landed right behind the stage.

"You can let go now, Mr Smythe. We're grounded" said Sam.

With a sigh of relief, Mr Smythe unwrapped his arms from the girl's shoulders. 

"You okay?" said Sam.

"I've... been better. I've never flown before" said Mr Smythe.

"It's alright; we're gonna be on the ground for quite some time" said Robin.

Sam looked at her watch. "We're on in two minutes, babe."

"Oh yeah. Sir, we'll be onstage for about five minutes. Just wait for us backstage" said Robin.

"Yes, Boy Wonder" said Mr Smythe.

Sam and Robin got onstage as the crowd went wild. 

Sam sang lead while Robin harmonized.

I love you, just you, it's true (Robin: Oo-oo-ooh, true)

But how much more do you need to be satisfied

Than I can give, the way you live (Robin: Oo-oo-ooh, live)

You cheat all over, the rover you are, makes me tell you

That boy (Robin: Boy!)

Both: Y'know you're gonna hurt yourself 

Y'know you're gonna hurt yourself

When you're broke and worn out

When your heart is torn out

Don't call me, don't call me late

Sam: Don't wait till it's too late (Robin: Oo-oo-ooh late)

If you want my love take my love, but don't go shopping

Round the town till you have found (Robin: Oo-oo-ooh, found)

The girl you needed was me all along

Cause boy (Robin: Boy!)

Both: Y'know you're gonna hurt yourself

Y'know you're gonna hurt yourself

When you're broke and worn out

When your heart is torn out

Don't call me

I love you

Boy! Don't hurt yourself

Boy! Come on now, boy!

Y'know you're gonna hurt yourself 

Come on, boy

Hey, y'know you're gonna hurt yourself

You're gonna hurt yourself!

The crowd went wild once again, as did Mr Smythe backstage. 

But he stopped as an idea sparked in his head. Now he was waiting eagerly for Sam to get off the stage.


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