Wearing shades in the classroom
while writing tunes
It appears to have gone over
like big lead balloons
In fact, I never chased anything, it always chased me which includes most of the women I loved.
My father decided that it was time for me to become gainfully employed so there I was pumping gas at a local service station every weekend. Around the same time that I started working, I also started growing my hair, which didn’t go unnoticed at home.
Once again, I got to hear, “If I buy your clothes, you wear what I buy you, and if I pay for your haircuts, you’ll get it cut how I want it cut.”
Hey Sam, you’re singing about my life, but unbeknownst to me, that was about to change big time.
Doing my best, James Dean, I strolled over, and as the back window goes down, I find myself staring at the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. She looked like a young version of Marilyn Monroe.
Within seconds, I was back and as I fired her up, she said, “Hey, you’re kinda cute; what’s your name? When I told her that it was George, she took hold of my hand, slipped a piece of paper into it, and said, “Hey Georgie, why don’t you call me up sometime,” and with that, the car disappeared into the night.
After making some small talk, she asked if any dances were happening near me this weekend?
Thankfully, before I could confess to her that not only didn’t I have a car, I didn’t even have a driver’s license, she saved me by saying that it would be easier for her to take the bus rather than trying to explain where she lived.
Huh? They were acting like we hung out all the time. Hell, I had no idea how they even knew my name, but they sure did that night.
Being only fifteen, I had no idea what you did with one of these beauties, but I was sure eager to learn.
It makes no difference how much money you have, who your parents are, where you grew up, who you know, or where you went to school, “He who walks into the room with the best-looking lady on his arm, owns the room!”
(Shown below are a few of the ladies who graced my arm when I walked into a room filled with my competitors.)