I thought of better lyrics for his escapade with the stripper he knocked up: He wasn't gonna get a lap dance, but Hunter got high, He was gonna keep in his pants, but Hunter got high, Now he's got to pay the baby momma and we all know why, hey hey, Hunter got high, Hunter got high, Hunter got high.
saw him at post oak mall around 2004 when he was the epitome of a one hit wonder. funny to now see all the boomers i know becoming aware of his existence 20 yrs later.