My parents were more worried about the videos on MTV corrupting me -- I don't think they were paying too much attention to the lyrics of the music in my record collection. And I'm sure I listened to more racy things than "Save a Prayer."

Actually, I think their biggest concern was that I was utterly obsessed with music. They wanted me to have interests that involved less headphones and hiding out in my room and hanging out with my weird, similarly music-obsessed best friend. And now looking back on it, on how tame a teenager I was (no drinking, no drugs), and how harmless my so-called "bad influence" best friend was ... it's just funny that this was their big problem with me!