"That ain't the way to make fudge."

The story:

My friend and I were walking down the street one day in 1971 when the song was a big hit, and I absent-mindedly sang the chorus ("Mama told me not to come/Mama told me not to come/that ain't the way to have fun, son/that ain't the way to have fun"), but I sang "That ain't the way to make fudge" because that's how I always heard it. I like my version better. It could be argued that the party at which the singer's girlfriend has passed out on the floor is a fairly common experience which some people would consider fun. But that sure as heck AIN'T the way to make fudge, so don't use this song's lyrics as a guide when doing so.