I don't need no fancy types I just need someone's ss cleaned.

The story:

I was on my way to a party and I was riding in the
backseat of Trans Am packed with my buddies when
this song came on. Being one of our favorites, we
all burst into song. For those of you that have
never ridden in a the back of a TA with a decent
stereo, it's very loud even when the stereo output
is only moderate. Well, I was really getting into
it when I uttered those fateful words. No one in
the backseat could hear it but it was unmistakable
to my friends up front.

The party turned out to be a snooze fest and in
the doldrums of awkward silence and a low murmur
of forced small talk, the lyric Nazis decided that
was the moment to crack down on me.