You were at a part hosted by one of your fellow musician friends.

A tall, blond man stood next to you at the bar. As he ordered some hard drink, you thought you recognized his voice.

"Shirley Temple?" He asks you still looking at the bartender.

It was Tom Petty, a man you knew a little too well. Even after many failed romances he still kept coming back.

"What do you say, one last dance with Mary Jane?" He asks as he takes a sip of his drink.