 I deliver your packages, pick up packages, bring you coffee, burn your trash, run to the post office, the telegraph office, the library. You'll see 12 of me in and out, in and out every minute. Feel those shoes, Mr. Sanderson. Feel how fast they'd take me. All those springs inside. Feel all the running inside. Feel how they kind of grab hold and can't let you alone and don't like you just standing there.