Gosh, I really don't remember the year it was or when I first seenThat pretty little girl who worked at the Dairy QueenWe were teenagers and just cruising by and somebody said stop"Lets check out this ice cream joint and the car hop" May I take your order please" she said with a smile"Looks like you guys have been traveling a mile"

" No, we live right here in town" I said" This is the only place in this burg that's not deadAnd by the way who are you, you're new on the scene"She smiled and said " I work at the Dairy QueenI take care of my grandma who lives down the streetShe is my best friend and she is so sweetWe just moved into town and I know we are going to like it hereThe future is uncertain but tomorrow I do not fearSo may I take your order, closing time is near"

"Hey, I love your granny story and allBut I would like a beer that's about a foot tall I don't want to hear your sentimental crapWe are all rats and life is but a trapAnd to me you are looking like cheeseSo excuse me if I teaseThis rodent is going to bring you to your kneesHow about a date tomorrow night if you please"With a sad look in her eyes she said" Living is for the living and dying is for the dead

If you had a brain it would be in you headIf you were a duck you would be quackingFor the absence of sense you are lackingWhen you talk your jaws are just jacking"Then she slapped me across the face" Don't you ever insult my grandma here or any placeI was always taught to be kind and never mean" Said the pretty little girl who worked at the Dairy Queen

" But tonight a line you have crossed and it's not fairSo keep talking if only you dare"I was so taken back I could only stareAt the grit that seemed to fill the airAnd the resolve that I had just seenFrom the pretty little girl who worked at the Dairy Queen" I am so sorry" I said, my voice starting to choke"Just give me some fries and a cherry cokeI was just trying to make a joke

I meant no harmI am just a guy from the farmOut on a Saturday nightA turkey trying to take flightAnd it looks like I have crashed againSuccess is a distant relative while failure is my twinIf it was not for loosing maybe I could win""Look jerk, I don't want to be mean"Said the pretty little girl who worked at the Dairy Queen

" But life is just a reflection on the mirror of your soulAnd you have traded away what was once you goldThe rusty stains of yesterday are the sheep in your foldAnd you have clothed your life in a fool's moldAnd the garments of your ignorance leaves me cold" I cracked up laughing "nobody talks like thatCan I come over to your grandma's and chew the fatMaybe we can pop some corn and watch TVSit on the couch just you and meIf you won't act so smart we can have funIf it ain't been did it needs to be doneI know you got some pretty hipsAnd I am yearning for those lips

So lets wait until grandma falls asleep And I will fulfill a promise I have to keep"Meat is fat and meat is leanBut have you ever been slapped by the girl from the Dairy QueenSome like it rare or well doneSome want a daughter or a sonBut I just wanted to get the hell out of her wayGo back to the farm and face another dayI got corn to grow and pigs to weanAnd I don't want to see the girl from the Dairy Queen

No more, I have had it, it's all bullAll push and no pullI hate women for evermoreClose the windows and lock the doorThis turkey doesn't want to soarAnd you know it went on like that for a long timeHer poetry never made rhyme

I never knew what she was talking aboutBe it whisper or shoutBut Life's illusions are some time shatteredBy dreams that matteredAnd it beats everything I have ever seenTo know that I marriedThat pretty little girl who worked at the Dairy Queen