I love this song…I love the lyrics that called to me just two years out of high school. I smoked my Reds with the windows down and flicked the ashes onto my lap and managed to still look like I gave a shit about shit. Lyrics in certain songs make me today stop as I’m pushing my shopping cart full of toilet paper, decongestant and Monkey paraphernalia and giggle.

When I grow up I will be stable…

and this one..

Trying hard to fit among you…

and this one..

When I grow up I’ll turn the tables…

and this one..

Gonna cruise to freak you out…

and this one..

Unprotected. God I’m pregnant…

and this one..

Blood and blisters on my fingers…

and this one..

When I grow, when I grow up, when I grow up I’ll turn the tables…

I don’t want to grow up. I don’t want to lost the spirit of that girl who kicked ass and knocked heads. It’s the kick as chicks of the late 90’s rock who take me there and never let me forget.

I thank them.