She had that disposition Sent all the boys a wishin' As we trickled down the coast of Peggy's hide-a-way. We loaded up the cube vans, The days were steeped in Ray-Bans That reflected love's embrace from which I shyed away. And I wouldn't know her ass from a deep hole in the ground, Lined with bushes and a fence that the neighbors placed around; Make a child with me.