That song's misuse of the subjunctive makes me cringe. I don't know if I should feel proud of that, or a little sad.
Be proud! Somehow it doesn't bother me so much there, because it fits in with my mental picture of a working class Susanna Hoffs desperately trying to be upwardly mobile, while her unemployed, trashy boyfriend is lying in their bed (which of course has to be a waterbed with cheap satin sheets on it).
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