This song gave a group of terrible musicians some hope. The hope that maybe they can play a song from beginning to end, and even call themselves a garage band. Those musicians were me and a few friends back in high school. Only one of us was musically trained. Our drummer couldn’t keep a beat. And we barely ever rehearsed. But we had fun together. And we could play “Gloria”. Three chords. And one hard rocking number from the annals of classic rock.

“Like to tell ya about my baby. You know she comes around. She about five feet four. From her head to the ground.”