I’m embarrassed to admit (but don’t tell my mom) that I actually loved this song when it hit the tape deck in 1991. Either forgive me or “Color Me Badd,” but it was catchy and I was 13 and riding in the car with my 19 year old cousin. She was the coolest person I knew on a personal level.
She had bought the cassette single and played it over and over as we drove the sheltered suburbs of Lufkin, TX. The ridiculous lyrics stuck in my mind. And I pictured a long line of Jason Patric look-alikes (you know, “The Lost Boys”) outside her front door carrying roses and crooning this song up to her second floor bedroom in hopes of a date. So I idolized her and her theme song.
And today as I recapture my youthful ignorance via Youtube I see that this song (and video) are in fact, pop trash!
But its got a great beat!
This post is in response to MamaKat’s Writer’s Workshop Prompt:
But it’s got a great beat! Tell us about a song you loved growing up even though the lyrics were ridiculous.
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