That's These Dreams, by Heart.
And dammit, Phil, now you've gone just a little too far. Those two (Ann and Nancy Wilson) are my girlfriends, not yours. They know it, I know it, and you should know it, too. I'm boiling mad about this, I tell ya.
I'm gonna cool off just long enough to post this one is from 1967:
Women seem wicked when you're unwanted
Streets are uneven when you're down
OK, I'm heating up again, and I'm still pretty upset. More than just a little bit.