However, we’re going to throw that out the window today, folks!
There is a phenomenon that I have not only witnessed but experienced firsthand. It’s the inescapable transformation to “exotic dancer” that comes over women in bars when the song “Crazy Bitch” by Buckcherry is played.
If you’re not familiar with the song, I’ll warn you now. Don’t play it when your kids are in the room unless you’ve already had the “What’s the ‘F’ word” and “Always use protection” conversations with them.
Today’s woman is independent, (mostly) educated and doesn’t need anyone to take care of her or demean her. However, all that gets thrown right out the window when alcohol is flowing and this particular song plays.
I’ve been to my share of bars and it’s the same scenario every time. The opening drums and the initial yell come over the sound system and 80% of the women in the bar suddenly transform from snobby prudish bitches into instant strippers. The dance floor, if there is one, floods with women dragging their bemused men behind them or dancing and grinding on one another, because THEY ARE CRAZY BITCHES, YO!
This is the ONLY song that I know of where a dude can grind on a chick on the dance floor and not get a dirty look or a swift kick to the nuts. For approximately three and a half minutes, they are all wild nymphomaniac former Olympic gymnasts who will do things that would make Ron Jeremy applaud in appreciation. They scream and dance and throw their hair around. If they could, they would pull their vaginas right out and hold them overhead as if to say “I WILL WRECK YOU WITH THIS!!!”
And then…the song ends. They all laugh, look slightly embarrassed and go back to their cliques and groups, a bit winded, as if nothing happened. If you ask them about it later, they’ll smile a self-conscious smile and say “Oh, yeah. That was crazy. Must have been that last Appletini.”