“Nobody loves a fat girl
But oh how a fat girl can love
Nobody seems to want me
I'm just a truck upon the highway of love”
I love Jim's boisterous ying to Maury's calm yang. I love their legions of fans who gather at Jim's grave on meetings called “The Gathering”. I love that at such gathering in 1988 they conjured up the ghosts of Jim and Maury with a group hug.
What other rock duo would come back from the dead for such a simple gesture. Sonny and Cher? I doubt it.