True story.
Oct ‘94 I’m in NH with two lady friends for the foliage. We drop into a restaurant in one of the resort hotels near Franconia Notch. As we’re finishing desert, folks come in from the bar and a fellow sets up for karaoke. Immediately, the girls get on me to sing...I’m outnumbered. So to stop the attack I say, “If he’s got the words to ‘Louie, Louie’, I’ll do it.” I figured, NOBODY knows the words to “Louie, Louie”.
I was wrong.
He had them.
I welched.....
Same thing happened to me with “white sportcoat and a pink carnation”.
What kind of a kareoke dude carries with him THAT song??