I was eight years old and this was my favorite song. They had it on the jukebox at the Burger-n-Shake. It was 1 play for 10 cents or 3 for a quarter. Anytime I’d get a couple of bucks I’d go get a medium twist dip cone and sit by myself, stare out the window and listen to Love on the Rocks, three times in a row. I was a sad weird creepy kid. Anyone else love terrible songs when they...