This song holds a very special memory in my heart. I came of age in the nineties. This Sheryl Crow song reminds me of a banana yellow Cadillac, ugly fuschia lip-liner, a dear friend, and a little league game. Also, thrift store shopping, which saved my teenaged life. I was floored by this badass rendition. If you haven't already been graced with it's existence, you are so totally welcome. Rock on.