That's a beautiful song. But PLEASE untie Julie, and let her out of the trunk of your Camaro. FOR YEARS I wanted her to see her seventeenth birthday. Deep down I know you chopped her up into steaks and have pieces of her in your freezer, and I bet her flesh tastes great with a little Texas Pete, but for my own piece of mind, tell me you set her free so she could shack up with some other West Virginian redneck so he could chop her up and fry her flesh and make Julieburgers out of her.
Of course, I think that comment clearly got its facts wrong, because we know this guy probably drives an El Camino, not a Camaro. Which means no trunk, though Julieburgers in the basement freezer are still a possibility.