Singalong! Blister in the Sun by Violent Femmes

This song was the perfect car singalong in high school. It has a whispered chorus, the lyrics are simple and repetitive, it jumps from said whispered chorus to SUPER LOUD so you get to scream-sing a lot, annnnnnd, once you figure out that he's singing "big hands, I know you're the one", there's a gleeful confusingness and built-in hand action to the whole thing.



BLISTER IN THE SUN
by Violent Femmes

When I'm out walking
I strut my stuff
And I'm so strung out
I'm high as a kite
I just might stop to check you out

Let me go on like I
Blister in the sun
Let me go on
Big hands, I know you're the one

Body and beats,
I stain my sheets
I don't even know why
My girlfriend, she's at the end,
She is starting to cry

Let me go on like I
Blister in the sun
Let me go on
Big hands, I know you're the one

When I'm out walking
I strut my stuff
And I'm so strung out
I'm high as a kite
I just might stop to check you out
When I'm out walking
I strut my stuff
And I'm so strung out
I'm high as a kite
I just might stop to check you out

Body and beats,
I stain my sheets
I don't even know why
My girlfriend, she's at the end,
She is starting to cry
When I'm out walking
I strut my stuff
And I'm so strung out
I'm high as a kite
I just might stop to check you out

Let me go on like I
Blister in the sun
Let me go on
Big hands, I know you're the one

Does this song remind anyone else of the Seinfeld episode
where Jerry's date has big man-hands?


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