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This lost hit by the mullet-headed man from Flatwoods, Kentucky, included one of the most unintentionally hilarious lyrics of the era...
"I got no invitation...I guess the mailman didn't bring it to me..."
Nope. You got no invitation because you weren't invited. It's not like the mailman wiped his ass with the invitation and threw it in the woods with all the beer that some teenagers hid there.
Billy's conspiracy theory about the missing invitation provided an important contribution to life. The song was popular around the time I started subscribing to M Street Journal - a great weekly newsletter full of radio news such as format changes and other tidbits. If M Street Journal wasn't in my mailbox each Monday, I would harangue the Highland Heights post office until it was. And, each time M Street Journal didn't arrive on time, I would go around singing, "I got no M Street Journal...I guess the mailman didn't bring it to me."
That was also around the time some people with Florida plates kept parking in front of our mailbox. Every time they did this, the mail carrier would skip us. If this car didn't park there, customers of a nearby business often did. There shouldn't have even been a business there, as that block was only zoned for residential. Nothing was ever done about people parking in front of our mailbox. Imagine that, a problem didn't get solved.
People occasionally parked in front of our driveway. I once saw an episode of Cops in which someone dealt with this problem creatively: They plowed their car into the offending vehicle and knocked it out of the way.
Even after I got my own apartment, the late deliveries continued. At least once, someone at the Postal Service inexplicably changed the zip code on the envelope, so the delivery of my M Street Journal was delayed. But I don't think I completely missed an issue while I subscribed - although there was plenty of other mail I never received.
The well-known standard "Any Day Now", which was recorded by notables such as Chuck Jackson, Elvis Presley, and Ronnie Milsap, had a similar M Street connection. Each year, the M Street folks published the legendary M Street Radio Directory, which summarized all of their data. M Street often had to delay publishing it because deregulation kept causing so much information to change. The changes in the radio industry were rarely good, of course, but at least M Street kept us notified of the horrifying situation. I remember at least one year when the book had to be delayed so much that by the time it was published, it was time for the next one.
Any time a new edition of this directory was released, and it was about to be shipped, I kept singing, "Any day now...We will have an M Street!"
It was hard to top the version with the pink cover though. I think that was the one that the post office delayed delivering until the same day I was assaulted up the street after work and the police wouldn't do anything about it.
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