Why my friend quit going on double dates with me.

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I fixed my friend Marvin up with on a blind date
And told him to meet me at quarter-past eight
At the wonderful annual masquerade ball
Held each Halloween at the city square hall.
I told him up front which girl was his date
So there’d be no mistake when they came through the gate.
Your’s will be driving, my friend, never fear
While my date will be riding along in the rear.
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