Sometimes you don't need a story to tell why a song is good. The formula in my eyes for a song being automatically good is simple... guitar solos, scream'n lyrics and some high-hat.

I was introduced to this song by a guy named Tony Staunton, an Irish guy living in Chicago, he was actually my boss at a bar I worked at. I would always argue with him about random shit, but always settle truce by the end of the night with PBR's in each of our hands.

The song makes me think of the simpler times in life were things were easy and fun. Not I have responsibility and things to knock out on a daily basis.

Yeah, I can't stand
No runnin' around
I can't stand
No put me down
I put a spell on you
Because you're mine, ohh yeah