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Wow. Suzi. 62.
I haven’t thought about her since, well, since….it was a few years back. Field hockey was my activity of choice…that and smoking the occasional herbal cigarette I found rolled up in my sister’s sport socks. I had a Scottish math teacher on exchange who didn’t understand why the class snickered every time she said, “Take out your rubbers.” Suzi and I effected the same hairstyle – “the shag,” although I couldn’t convince my parents that a black leather catsuit was appropriate school attire. I was in-fatuation with a guy named “Michael”; hence, Suzi’s song by the same name became my teenage anthem. Our lyrics were slightly different, though.
Suzi’s
Michael
It’s final
Scratch off my insane gain
I bought it
I fought it
Michael you’ll never change
Mine
Michael
It’s final
Put up this insane game
I got it
I’ll flaunt it
Michael you’ll never change
In my version the speaker is the unfortunate recipient of God knows what germasite.
Suzi would be proud of you.
I had the Shag, too. I think everyone did.