Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

till you finish writing our songs for nationals.

# I'll sit here on your doorstep #

Hey, do you know why it smells like it's wet here all the time?

You look so pretty tonight.

# But I hold on #

to actually feel good about ourselves.

We're going to breakfast at Tiffany's.

# New York, New York #

I think I know how to make you feel better.

# Don't care if you're glass, paper, Styrofoam #

I've been working here 25 years.

Okay. Usually I'm pretty cautious about getting your hopes up...

And then there goes our chances at nationals. Darn.

Come on. Come on.

I love you more than I've ever loved anyone else in this world.

I think you're kind of mean, but I don't think you're stupid.

A year and a half ago...

# As long as you're there #

No, we can't be in here.

# New York now #

- If we don't write them, we're gonna lose. - No!

# Paris and London #

but I can't have anything keep me from my Manhattan destiny.

- # Like a seed dropped by a bird in the wood # - # Halfway through the wood #

# My heart's open wide I know #

- Heard what? - About you leaving to be on Broadway.

falling in love over and over again every minute.

Okay, well, a family is a place where everyone loves you no matter what...

All we need now is just a group of street singers to serenade us, and it would be perfect.

Wait. No, no, no. Mr. Schue gave us explicit instructions.

# Coffee or gin #

and Santana loses it.

I want to hit up Central Park, get my frolic on.

- Your rooms are on the seventh floor. - Great.

He's too much of a country boy.

# You would think that she knew me #