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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