I’ve been singing the same lyrics to “The First Cut is the Deepest” since the 70’s. But I heard itthe other day and realized I’d been singing a fauxtune for forty years.
Mushy-hearted bachelor: I'd visited a cute chick to hold hands wif her; as it turned out, I got fourtunate in dat Miss Sweetie-Pie had her blinky-eyed equally-gorgeous best friend over for a visit at da time, as well, and SHE smilingly let me clasp HER soft warm palms, also!