
When this story took place: 1992
Where it happened:
Arlington
Arlington, VA, USA
The Story
My Mom used to play this song around the house. When she wasn't playing Abba or my Dad wasn't playing some obscure grunge rock band, this was what filled the space in between. It played so often that it was the first song to ever get stuck in my head. My Mom told me the babysitter quit because it was the only song I knew how to sing and I would sing it often...too often for the babysitter I guess. That's the power of a song. It can make you comfortable or it can make you uncomfortable. Everything else must have just been noise.
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