First day of my life

I was recently introduced to a cover of one of my favorite songs:

Compare it to the original.

Here’s what the cover said to me:

I’m so high, what are these lyrics, whatever who cares, lol. Woo, look at my pretty guitar, and isn’t my voice so mellow? Bet you wanna sleep with me now, huh girl? Yeahhhhh you do!

Contrast it with my impression of the original:

i really can’t sing. and i’m ashamed of my voice. but i really mean this so i have to force myself to drink, to get drunk. even then i know can’t just say it, i’m too shy. so listen.. and, i’ll… i’ll close my eyes and sing it to you.

What do you think?