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Patty Melted My Heart
by Don Jennings


I was sitting in the Hardee’s in Harlan, Kentucky
When Patty said we were through.
I laid my sandwich down on the table
and said, "Darling, please say it ain’t true."

I looked in her eyes across an ocean of soda,
I said, "Sweetheart, please don’t make me cry."
She said, "My mind’s made up. There’s only one question left:
You gonna finish that fried apple pie?"

(Chorus)

It was a fast food fiasco, a French fried disaster.
She sugar coated the truth, then left me soon after.
My courtesy card ran to two or three chapter.
Patty melted my heart.

I sat in the booth and tried to be stoic,
To accept my defeat with true grace.
I wiped away tears with the back of my sleeve,
Left a big mustard stain on my face.

Patty paused at the door as she was walking away,
I’ll never forget what she said:
"Did you slit yore wrists when I went to whizz,
Or is that just ketchup instead?"

(Repeat Chorus)

It was a fast food fiasco, a French fried disaster.
She sugar coated the truth, then left me soon after.
My courtesy card ran to two or three chapters.
Patty melted my heart.