Help Me, Rhonda
Rhonda, you have got to help me. My girlfriend left me with a broken heart, half a bottle of Beam, and a pedal-steel guitar. That's why I have placed this booty call, Rhonda. Rhonda, you have to help me get her out of my heart. We could take a long walk on the beach. Or, we could see an art-house flick at the retro theater. But at some point in the evening, the time will come for you