Sometimes a complete waste of oxygen, like Kid Rock, hits the nail on the head. 1989 was a good year and the girls I dated ranged between 17 and 21 and this song pretty much tells it all.
Waterboy, were you still at home in 1989 or had you left? I know your stomping grounds were to the west of mine. I remember some fun times at Black Lake, the Kleber and Ocqueoc Falls. With the exception of the smoking funny things, which I was never into, that was a great summer and the song nails it.
This was a great swimming hole and a good make out spot. At least it worked out good during my redhead phase.
Make some summer time memories.