Welcome to the TAN, the infamous Thread About Nothing, My Sharona edition. Today I was eating out with my son and My Sharona, The Knack's hard driving simpleton lyrics celebrating the urgency of youthful carnality, came on the restaurant's soundtrack. It's a little weird when the stuff you once danced to in all night parties is now Muzak. Anyway, in tribute to the ironies of aging, here is The Knack with My Sharona.
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And now, The Knack with My Sharona: