girls in bikinis, driving lambourghinis
on my way home today, the line above suddenly came to me,
in an instance, i was transported back to margaret drive, to a time when cassettes cost eight dollar, to a time when cassettes were still on sale,
and i remember saving up for that cassete, and buying it from this shady shop, which is still in operation, until now,
i recall unfolding the nice thick shiny sleeve from its jacket and reading the lyrics and going "so that's what he's saying," and because i didn't like the other songs, i just kept rewinding and playing and rewinding the same song over and over again, i recall those times when i liked vanilla ice,when fringe the size of ronald macdonald's boots were in vouge and when he was cool,
ice, ice baby