Music One for the Road Dave Leigh & William Hoover
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This is a very early song, probably the second or third I ever put music to. At 17 years old, it was a theme (prostitution) that I knew absolutely nothing about, so I'd never been quite happy with the tune, at least. Probably too "tuneful," in my opinion. It's only recently that I figured out how it should sound. In my imagination it's perfomed in the unlikely manner of a Las Vegas lounge tune. Go figure. William tells me he always thought of it as a sort of happy song by a guy who's enjoyed a one night stand. He could have told me that 27 years ago.

Actually, the above begs the question, "OK, Dave, so when did you learn something about prostitution?" Answer: never, really. But fortunately I didn't write the lyrics. William did, so you can ask him. But against my better judgement I will tell you about the only hooker (I'm aware of) that I ever personally met. It should give you some idea of what a naive geek I am. I was working in downtown Ft. Lauderdale in the mid-90s. After work I drove past the courthouse (you may have seen it... it's where the media circus over Anna Nicole Smith's funeral took place). On the corner, outside the courthouse, was a hitchhiker.

Sure, she was scantily clad, but so are all women in Ft. Lauderdale in the summer. Can't hold that against her. So I gave her a lift to Pompano Beach, which was on my way home. Making small-talk, she mentioned that she'd just gotten out of jail... for hitchhiking (huh?!).  Seeing my briefcase, she asked if I was a lawyer. I said, "no," and asked what she did for a living. She told me she was in public relations... but she only did that when money was tight (again, huh?!).  I was clueless enough that I didn't realize until I dropped her off that "public relations" and "hitchhiking" are both euphemisms for prostitution.

No, I didn't get her number, nor did I dally. But having figured it out on the way home, I didn't tell Lisa about giving the girl a lift. She's quicker on the uptake than I am about such things and jealous enough for the both of us. I'm not a total idiot.