One thing I'll never do here at SPL is post things ironically. Only songs I unabashedly love make the cut.
And I guess that brings us to this.
Let me walk you through what happens when I hear this two and a half minute slice of heaven.
0:01 - Instant erection.
0:03 - I scream at everyone around me to shut up. Sometimes this means berating my girlfriend in the toothbrush aisle at Rite Aid.
0:05 - Commence sing-along.
0:39 - I realize Daryl Hall isn't actually singing about a rich girl...
He's singing about me.
0:56 - I see an apparition of my father. He begins to lecture me.
"Could you be any more spoiled, Pat? I'm asking you that honestly. You're everything that's wrong with America. Why don't you try getting a job? Applying yourself. Oh, I know why! [starts singing] 'Cause you're a rich girl, and you've gone too far but you know it don't matter anyway. You can rely on the old man's money, you can rely on the old man's money..."
1:38 - I join forces with my father's disembodied voice and we sing. Oh, how we sing.
Enjoy.
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