Bad, Bad Leroy Brown

Does it ever happen to you that you're driving along listening to the oldies station (What? The oldies are awesome!) and are transported back to a time and place so vivid it practically brings tears to your eyes?

This afternoon Bad, Bad Leroy Brown came on and in an instant I was just little playing that song on the jukebox at The Pastime. My little sister and I would get to hang out there with my grandpa and his cronies. They'd give us Cokes and money for the jukebox. Harry, the bartender, would call us little boys. I probably have the story all wrong - I'm sure there were other people there, maybe my mom or my other siblings - I don't really remember all the details. But I was little - was I even 5? But I do 100% remember always playing Bad, Bad Leroy Brown and Most Beautiful Girl on the jukebox. Man, that was a long time ago. I loved those songs.

Listening to the lyrics now ... not so much kid appropriate although significantly tamer than what kids there days listen to. Some kids - not my kids. Not yet anyway.