‘My old boss called and asked me to write a song for a movie called Dirty Dancing. I thought: “Ah, poor Jimmy’s doing porn”’
I had a hundred bucks in my bank account. The label my band Franke and the Knockouts had been with had closed and I was trying to get another deal. I was selling cars out of my driveway, living on a prayer. Then I got a call from Jimmy Ienner, president of my old label. “I’ve got this little movie I’d like you to write a song for,” he said. “Jimmy,” I replied, “I don’t have time.” He goes: “Make time, because it’s gonna change your life. The film’s called Dirty Dancing.” So my hand hits my forehead and I go: “Ah, poor Jimmy’s doing porn.” But he said: “No, it’s boy meets girl. It’s a good little movie. The bad news is, the song’s got to be seven minutes long.” So I’m thinking: “There’s no chance of this becoming a single.”
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