After 30 years on the road, a veteran jewelry salesman is forced to show his young replacement the tricks of the trade, but when the kid introduces him to the ladies of the "Altoona Riding Club," the old dog is introduced to a whole new set of "tricks." Written by
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Look, I can't sit in that seat. My prostate'll be up in my throat.
For All We Know
Music by J. Fred Coots
(as Coots) and lyrics by Sam Lewis
Performed by Sal Salvador
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