That's right. Sister Christian.
That song is my albatross. There are people who know me solely as "That girl who likes Sister Christian." As if there's only one of me. I know you're out there. I mean, the song was a hit. There has to be people out there who still like it, right? I know, it’s cheesy, it’s bad, it’s everything that was wrong with 80's metal. But. It’s Sister Christian. Look. There are extenuating circumstances here. Memories.
A party in the park, a keg of beer, me on air guitar, standing on a picnic table. Swearing that guitar was real. Singing. Motorin........
Some club. Tequila. Hair metal night. Tequila. Lots of hair spray and tight jeans. Tequila. Standing on a huge speaker cabinet. Tequila. Swearing that guitar was real. Singing. Motorin........
A bachelorette party. Me with a giant penis on my head and coconut shells over my tits. Drunk as all get out. Swearing that guitar was real. Singing. Motorin........
I think you got the point.
Man, it’s not quite the same without the alcohol. Or the penis on my head. But I still kick ass at air guitar. And I still love this song.
I don't think I have ever listened to anything else on this album.
Come on, admit it. You love this song, too.
Favorite song: As if there was anything else.
It even has its own wiki
