Betty Jo Sullivan - F**t Me Slowly (Out In The Cornfields) 1986

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They say the corn was high that year—taller than a man and thick as secrets. Betty Jo Sullivan was eighteen, barefoot, and pissed off. Her mama had sent her to work the fields with Cousin Buck to keep her "outta trouble," but trouble, as it turned out, grew in rows just like everything else out there.

By the third week of July, Betty Jo had a sunburn like a map of Texas on her back and a chip on her shoulder the size of a John Deere. But she also had a notebook full of lyrics, a Walkman full of Hank Williams and Tina Turner, and a dream bigger than the grain silo out behind the barn.

Then came Travis Dean—21, tan, and dumb as a bag of feed. He showed up with a six-pack of warm beer and a pickup full of bad ideas. One humid afternoon, deep in the corn where nobody could hear a scream—or a guitar solo—Betty Jo had her moment.

It wasn’t love. It was lightning. Raw, reckless, cornstalk passion. And when it was over, she lit a Marlboro, looked up at the sky, and said the phrase that would become the chorus of her first breakout single:

"Come f**t me slowly... out in the cornfields"

She ran away to Nashville that fall with a tape recorder and $22. Two years later, the song went triple tin on late-night FM stations and got banned in four counties. But for Betty Jo, it was never about fame.

It was about that summer.
That sweat.
That damn corn.
And the way Travis Dean looked at her like she was more dangerous than a twister in July.

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