An hour later, with ten more miles and the visit to the World's Biggest Drugstore safely behind us, we were back at home, and I had returned to that reassuring but profoundly unsatisfactory state known as "being in one's right mind."
I'm guessing this never made it on the pop charts. The twangy guitar solo at the end feels as though it could have been lifted directly from the soundtrack of a Sergio Leone Spaghetti Western. You have unusual tastes my friend, very unusual tastes.Michael
Yes, it seems scarcely likely to crack the charts, unless Bieber or somebody from X-Factor decides to do a cover.
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