Back when the movie came out, my little sister was scheduled to go to a Bluebirds camp retreat for the night or something. That left my parents with just 10 year old me to contend with. Rather than cough up for a babysitter, my dad talked my mom into taking me along to see "The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas".
Specifically, I remembered "Nothin' Dirty Goin' On" and "Heart Candy Christmas".
Probably where I first developed my loathing of the morality police.