No Doubt, "Sunday Morning"
I owe this post to Kelsey's Garbage post and the resulting jog of my memory.
In 1997 my sister had an acquaintance - I cannot remember his name - that would regale her with tales of what I was wearing and listening to, daily (but never interact with me). Public transportation was king in my home town and I rode the bus to cosmetology school. I also listened to my portable cd player (yeah, really missing those) loud, apparently. Tragic Kingdom all day every day. This song is still one of my favorites - were I to do a vh1 style countdown this would certainly rank in the top 40. maybe.
Oh, and it turned out that the kid was obsessed with me because of a resemblance to Shirley Manson.... "with boobs". Score!
