Music Monday: Cheap Trick – I Want You To Want Me

This is a weekly meme I’ve picked up from Drew atΒ The Tattooed Book Geek. It’s very simple, you pick a song on a Monday and share it! Never one to turn away from the chance to share my exquisite taste in music I’m loving taking part in this every week, so thanks, Drew!

There are a few great things about this song, it’s as old as I am, and has probably aged just as well *insert cute wink here*. I also have such a fun story relating to this song, one that I think of literally every time I hear it, and that’s what made me think of sharing it today because it came on while I was thinking of which song to choose and it seemed like fate had stepped in.

When I was 12, my Bio-Dad worked as a Groom in a beautiful village in Gloucestershire (seriously this sounds made up but it’s 100% true), this was only 6-9 months before things turned nuclear between us and I never saw him again, yet it was one of the happiest times I ever had with him and I hold these memories very close, as they are among the few happy ones I have of him. Anyway, I digress. one of the neighbouring horse farms (there were a few in this village, it was a bit of a horse mad place), had a son, he was 16, named Ben. I had the hugest crush on him, not only was he as into horse as I was and willing to hang out with the geeky, horse mad 12 year old daughter of the neighbours groom. But he also liked rock and heavy metal like I did, and in my 12 year old head I was in love (I totally wasn’t really…childish infatuation was more the taste of the day but you know how it is?!).

The village put on a christmas pantomime and my Dad took me to see it the weekend I visited him and Ben was performing, I don’t rememeber what the pantomime was, Cinderella or something like that. But Ben sang this song and my little heart exploded into little happy fireworks, especially when he caught my eye and winked during the song, he totally knew this little girl was crushing on him.

It wasn’t long after that my Dad screwed up his job and got fired…nothing unusual there and I never saw Ben again but I’ve never forgotten my time there, or my little crush on Ben and his singing this song during that performance.

I want you to want me.
I need you to need me.
I’d love you to love me.
I’m beggin’ you to beg me.
I want you to want me.
I need you to need me.
I’d love you to love me.
I’ll shine up my old brown shoes.
I’ll put on a brand new shirt
I’ll get home early from work
If you say that you love me.
Didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I,
See you cryin’ (cryin, cryin’).
Oh, Didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I,
See you cryin’ (cryin, cryin’)
Feelin’ all alone without a friend
You know you feel like dyin’ (dyin’, dyin’).
Oh, didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I,
See you cryin’ (cryin’, cryin’).
I want you to want me.
I need you to need me.
I’d love you to love me.
I’m beggin’ you to beg me.
I’ll shine up my old brown shoes.
I’ll put on a brand new shirt
I’ll get home early from work
If you say that you love me.
Didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I,
See you cryin’ (cryin, cryin’).
Oh, Didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I,
See you cryin’ (cryin, cryin’)
Feelin’ all alone without a friend
You know you feel like dyin’ (dyin’, dyin’).
Oh, didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I,
See you cryin’ (cryin’, cryin’).
Feelin’ all alone without a friend
You know you feel like dyin’ (dyin’, dyin’).
Oh, didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I,
See you cryin’ (cryin’, cryin’).
Feelin’ all alone without a friend
You know you feel like dyin’ (dyin’, dyin’).
Oh, didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I,
See you cryin’ (cryin’, cryin’).
I want you to want me.
I need you to need me.
I’d love you to love me.
I’m beggin’ you to beg me.

Cheap Trick at Budokan

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