Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Ronettes - Be My Baby

Haven't I already posed this? God knows I have inflicted it on everyone I cab drag in front of youtude. Things I love about it:

Eyeliner a mile wide and two feet deep.

Ronnie Spector dressed in the most demure Chanel-esque suit shaking her ass like a metronome.

The little shcoopy motions the girls do as backup with their hips popping and their arms rocking in tight little circles. I frequently break into that same routine, sometimes at Safeway.

It is the most perfect song ever.

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