Ronnie would say, 'Y'all play a little longer, my throat's hurting and I need a break.' We'd play a minute longer one night, then the next night two minutes or three, and then we'd jam out for five minutes or more.

In my head I had like, just the last two people on a dance floor at 3 a.m. swaying. Whatever that would sound like.

Every woman that I had ever had anything to do with in my life before then thinks that song is about them. And they're probably all right.