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"Song For a Girl Who Has One"
Too Much Joy
Son of Sam I Am
1989
Certain song lyrics illuminate universal truths. Bob Dylan: "You don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows". Public Enemy: "Elvis was a hero to most, but he never meant shit to me." Too Much Joy: "The girl at Stuckey's, her face was a mess."
There was a Stuckey's in Rhode Island for a brief time while I was in high school. One night, my friends and I somehow ended up there, and found ourselves surrounded by hillbillies and rotating pies.
What's that? You didn't know Rhode Island had hillbillies? Neither did we, until we ventured into Stuckey's that evening in the early 90's. We were just looking for some mid-priced semi-edible late night food, and found ourselves through the looking glass, with women in sweatshirts with cats on them and three year olds out for dinner at 10:30 at night.
I left for college soon after, and when I returned the Stuckey's and the hillbillies were gone. Moved on to more hospitable climes, probably western New York state.
And yes, our waitress had severe acne.
This is a good song for snobs who look down on people who eat at Stuckey's.
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