Been a while since this happened.
Around the time this song was a hit, a friend of mine was smitten with a lady of the same name who he had met during a high school chorus competition and they stayed in touch despite living on opposite sides of the state. Back then, that was actually a sizable feat, given that all the ways to keep in contact now didn't exist then, short of long distance telephone calls. Anyway, he decided he was going to go visit her at the college she went to because he needed to talk to her and tell that, no matter how much they cared for each other, the distance was just too far and they couldn't be a couple.
It is worth noting that they weren't actually dating, by the way. It is also worth noting that the previous time he visited Carrie with a friend of mine, she threw herself at my friend, who rebuffed her because he wasn't single. Disaster, of course, was likely looming. That same friend was corralled to go as the driver, and I was dragged in because I was the only one of us who was legal to buy alcohol. So we went up there and I spent the two days there largely getting shit faced, and...being hit on by Carrie. Repeatedly. Even did some necking in the back seat of my friend's car as we drove around. This was after my other friend had given her the speech about how they just couldn't be a couple. Clearly she was in shock from losing out on this relationship.
My friend stewed and grumbled, and then finally while we parked somewhere, fuck if I remember now, he stormed off. My other friend went after him, leaving me alone with Carrie. "What's wrong with him?" she asked. "Guess he's mad you're paying attention to me," I responded.
"Well, then, let's make him
really mad," she said. And proceeded to give me the best blow job of my life, up until 1996 or so when it was finally surpassed.
Needless to say, whenever I hear the song Carrie...