To be quite frank, this song sucked ... but it was harmless. Even for an eleven year old,
knowing it was about screwing -- which one would have had to be brain-damaged
not to know -- was fairly harmless, I guess. And it actually had a
guitar solo. Okay, it was a hilljack ABBA song. I didn't like it that much, I
just remember it being aural wallpaper, like so many of the other songs on this list.
But I do remember it. I remember I heard it one hot summer day when I was
sitting on some Owens Corning fiberglass insulation, wearing shorts -- you know, the pink,
fluffy stuff that comes in the big strips, with the brown paper backing, rolled up?
The kind of stuff that seems like it ought to be really cool to sit on? But it
isn't?
And you have a rash for a week and a half?
Yeah. That stuff.
Like I'm ever gonna forget this song. . .