Story About Chicopee

I wanted to, to take her someplace special
I had no idea where I wanted to take her
I just didn't want to take her home
On the way, for driving
She said, "Do you have a place in mind?
We've been driving for about half an hour now"
I said, "Uh, yeah"

We stopped at what passes for a ski hill in south-western Ontario
Parked the Hyundai Pony and we walked up to the top of the observation deck
Where everyone who had a friend who worked at a ski hill
who got stoned all the time and watched the skiers from it in the winter time
But it was summer and so we practiced dancing on it
And we cha-cha'd, and fox-trotted, and we waltzed
And he had his hand on her hip, and it felt like electricity
And he said, "Mild weather we're having"
And she said, "Yeah, it's pretty mild for this time of year"

And they danced into the night
And it was velvet blue
And he said, "So, your dad's a pretty avid hunter, hey?"
And she said, "He doesn't own a gun at all"
He said, "Oh"

Some kids came by
They were getting high
To this new band called Ben Folds Five
Getting stoned on the ski hill
And they walked down and it was like electricity
They drove home in his beat-up Hyundai Pony
And he walked her to the door
And said, "I, I've, I've had a great time tonight
Pretty mild weather we're having, lately"
And she said, "I think it's okay for you to kiss me now"
And so they kissed
For a good, it must have been fifteen minutes
it could have been an hour, he lost all track of time
In the kiss, and then the stroke started
He was having a stroke, he was sure it was a stroke
The lights were going on and off and on and off and it was amazing
And she pulled away and said, "My dad is such an asshole"
He said, "Oh I've had a great time, let's do this again sometime soon"
She said, "I've had a pretty good time, too"
He felt like he was floating eighteen feet off the ground
And he floated back to the Hyundai Pony
And said goodnight and drove
Listening to Ben Folds on the radio
And singing this song