Sheryl Crow used to be my mom's thing. The amount of times we listened to this CD in the car is astounding and I still know all the words to all the songs. It's one piece of my childhood that I can still look back on with fond memories that hasn't been tainted by the sheer ludicrousy that are my parents. This song is my choice to showcase simply because I like being able to belt out the chorus. It's a good outlet for emotions, much like the nightly screamfest a college in Sweden has. So just in case you guys have some feelings about this year you need to expel, try belting along to Sheryl Crow.
Peace.
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