Proving My Love
Here's the thing. I had every intention of playing this song this weekend. And then JP went on his ratings boosting jag and I couldn't do it. I just couldn't do it. But now, because I forced you to sit through Bananarama, I'm posting it after all.
I feel so cheap.
The Go-gos "Our Lips are Sealed"
I feel so cheap.
The Go-gos "Our Lips are Sealed"
Labels: Here's the 80s, JP rules
11 Comments:
1. I actually really really do like Banarama. They just weren't very good at videos.
b. It was a sweeps period, I couldn't help it. Hee, I said period.
III. Thanks, pumpkin.
four. My friend PJ would like to make a request. He would like to hear some Wang Chung.
I don't think I love your friend PJ enough for that. (Even though I totally had that on the list for this weekend as well. I wasn't kidding when I said you frakked things up for me. Throw your tag in the box, missy. I wanna dance
I refuse to fight when the referee is a one-eyed drunk.
Ok, that was pretty much the first thing I said.
Same brain.
I almost said THAT!
I am going to change my mind about the Gogo's right now.
They're not that bad. This soing has a good sound.
This song has a great sound, Iwanski. It truly is a classic of the era.
Children, children. Stop the arguing right this very minute or you'll be grounded to your rooms for the rest of the week!
(whispers: JP, mom's mad).
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