Eat it and weep
When I was about five years old my cousins, who were 10 years older, taught me the 1966 hit by the husky-voiced singer Susan Christie. “I don’t like shoes that pinch my toes or people that squirt me with a garden hose, but ooooh and would laugh and tell me I was adorable. I liked the attention a lot more than I liked the song. Or onions, for that matter. “Onions, onions la-la-la…”. I thought it was a silly song because onions burned your eyes and mouth, and it was incomprehensible that anyone could like them enough to sing about them.
