This is it. The song that turned me into a hit-person
and began my life of crime. Really, someone ought to do a study on how a person with my sister's IQ could listen to something like this over and over. There must be some sort of reverse transverse of inverse cognition at work. Indeed. One could start with biographical and psychological profiles of Tommy James and the Ohio Express, they seem to be heavily involved.
In retrospect . . . it does have a good beat. Also in retrospect, I suppose that someone who spent hours dancing in public to Tom Nelson and the Logan High School Pep Band playing "Windy" too fast and slightly off key, hasn't got a lot of room to throw rocks.
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