Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Confession...of sorts...


A good friend of mine gave me a mixed CD of some of her favorite tunes as a Christmas gift. And I have enjoyed it immensely. As a matter of fact, every time I get into my (hot and sexy) mini van alone, I listen to song #11-on repeat (no boys allowed for this one). I even take the long way home-just so I can hear it again-and again. Here are the lyrics to my new favorite:

John Mayer's Who Says I Can't...

Who says I can’t get stoned?
Turn off the lights and the telephone
Me and my house alone
Who says I can’t get stoned?

Who says I can’t be free?
From all of the things that I used to be
Re-write my history
Who says I can’t be free?

...
It’s been a long night in New York City
It’s been a long time since 20 too
I don’t remember you looking any better
But then again I don’t remember you


Just the act of repeatedly listening to this song just mellows me out totally. And somehow makes my boring, very legal, morally righteous adult life a little more easy to swallow. Everyone born in the 60's and the 70's should have this nostalgic little tune on his/her IPOD...and let's just agree that no 'splaining is required.

2 comments:

  1. OMG! I love this song too! I crave it as well, but usually at night as I'm approaching my mellow out time. He's gifted.

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  2. Well, my love, desire, and admiration for John Mayer is WELL documented so I "approve" this post! ;-) Oh... BTW, How long is a long time? 3 years?

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