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She Drives Me Crazy by Fine Young Cannibals

I’m sure there’s some sort of hidden metaphor here for being back home in Chicago (finally), but really, who doesn’t like listening to FYC after a five-hour drive?

(Communists, that’s who.)

I stayed up late as a boy, listening to Rick Dees’ Countdown so that I could tape this song off the radio.

Repeating: I like this song so much I listened to Rick Dees to get it. 

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