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The Bee

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The first time I dated, I was drivin' me girlfriend's car It was owned by her father, as most girlfriend's cars are The day was hot and sticky, but the sweat upon me brow Was due more to my drivin', I was learnin' how Jimmy Dean was my role model, I had the window down Me left arm hangin' out as we went drivin' around With a cigarette between me lips and one hand on her knee I was makin' an impression then I scooped a bumblebee Bee, bee, bee. I scooped a bumblebee I was makin' an impression then I scooped a bumblebee It struck me arm, deflected, and it landed on me knee Stunned from its concussion, it was pulsing rhythmically I did not panic or bluster, I was level, calm and cool I was going to pull over, the way that Jimmy would do Up til now I had been charmin', I guess I looked ok I think we had good chemistry, I sensed it right away Well, my date didn't see the bee, she'd been looking away, of course But all of that changed abruptly when the bee flew up me shorts Shorts, shorts, shorts. The bee flew up me shorts All this changed abruptly when the bee flew up me shorts I was going to pull over and calm-a-ly explain Instead I straightened out lengthwise, I'm terrified of pain I was reachin' and pullin' and grabbin' at me shorts and at me belt I guess I must have panicked, she said I screamed for help Well, then she was embarrassed, thinking it's too soon for this But seeing my predicament, she wanted to assist My blind, irrational terror she mistook for desire The the car struck the shoulder and punctured a front tire Tire, tire, tire. Punctured a front tire The car struck the shoulder and punctured a front tire She fell over on top of me, as we shot through a field Obstructing my vision and I let go of the wheel The cigarette went a-flyin' and it flipped into her shirt Forcing her to, quickly, remove her top and skirt There was one post in that field, clear a mile either side The car struck it dead center, I couldn't've done that if I tried And then upon the impact, the rad spouted steam We were out of the car in an instant, rubbing burns and stings Stings, stings, stings. Rubbin' burns and strings We were out of the car in an instant, rubbin' burns and stings Help arrived immediately, a cop was driving by He noted that we had no clothes, but never asked us why We were both embarrassed, feeling exposed and remorse I had no driver's licence, and no insurance, of course Well, her father never forgave me, I never saw her again Our love affair, so innocent, had come to a tragic end Now I am married, but I wonder what might have been I keep the windows up, and the bees out And I don't like Jimmy Dean Dean, Dean, Dean. I don't like Jimmy Dean I keep the windows up, and the bees out And I don't like Jimmy Dean