Where was the convenience of buying one song at a time, a la iTunes, in the 1990s? I remain saddled with two complete Wilson Phillips albums, but upon rediscovering the harmonies here, I’m okay with it. That’s embarrassing enough, so I won’t get into the bedroom memories that accompany this song. Let’s just say that headphones were involved. Imagine the rest. ‘What is this power you’ve got over me? What is this power?’ (I’d say it’s the guy in the black Speedo.)
