We went for a ride
In the convertible for
An ice cream sundae
The cloth top was down
But the windows were rolled up
Brisk evening breeze
Weekend’s last hurrah
Radio plays summer’s hit
Dancing On My Own
http://youtu.be/q31tGyBJhRY
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Overall upbeat pictures and words, except for the actual song (I clicked out of curiosity) – though I do see it’s meant to underline whatever’s over. So you get an unusual balance.
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I still can’t tell you why I selected that song. Weird choice, I’ll admit.
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