I hate when that happens

Oops, I just had an inadvertent flirting-while-driving moment. I was getting down to some Poison (thanks, Jack FM!), drumming away on my steering wheel and singing out loud. In my peripheral vision, I could see a guy in a delivery truck drumming a similar beat, so I turn to look at him, right when I get to the unfortunately worded chorus: "Talk dirty to me!"

So then we pulled over and made out. I had no other choice, right?