Al Stone
Wait a minute, folks! Please, wait a minute! Wait a minute! Oh, wait a minute, wait a minute, will you? Wait a minute! Oh, will you wait a minute? Please wait a minute, folks, please wait a minute!
It's awful nice of you folks to give me such a big hand. Heh, everybody knows I've got big feet. But i- Hahahaha! No, wait a minute, honest, folks, listen. Here's the whole idea. I'm here to, well, I'm here to sing till six o'clock in the morning. And honestly, I know, oh, fifty or sixty songs. But, if you'll let me alone for just three or four minutes, I've got seven or eight friends from right over at that table from Taconic Highway—hah!—and some folks from Peoria, and there's the mayor here from Racine, Wisconsin, sitting right over there! Don't laugh, honestly, he's a very nice fellow.
Now, ladies and gentlemen, I mean this in all sincerity, if you'll just let me alone for five minutes, I'll come back and sing songs, well, until you beg me to stop. I want to thank you. That's all.