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Went to see a guy I know and his band play at the local patriotic veterans' organization hall, and this was played whilst waiting for showtime. Been in m'haid ever since...gets stuck every time I hear it, as a matter of fact.
It's the second verse that does it for me:
You should've seen the looks on the faces of my Dad and Mom,
When I showed up at the door with a date for the senior prom.
They said: "Well, pardon us, son, she ain't no kid.
That's a cocktail waitress in a Dolly Parton wig."
I said: "I know it, dad. Ain't she cool, That's the kind I dig."
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