(And I'll even throw you a freebie- Right Said Fred's "I'm Too Sexy" for starters. Hehe!)
“Yeah, what can I say? Guilty pleasure music.”
“Me, too.”
Derrek drummed the steering wheel with his thumbs when a Rick Springfield song came on. Before she knew it, Derrek was singing along. She fought the urge to join him, but couldn’t help herself any more than he could.
When the song ended, he turned a huge grin on her.
“We’re pretty good together.”
Jasmine found another reason to blush. His words were intimate and held so many connotations. When a duet came on, she started to turn it, feeling the song was much too sappy and romantic for the moment.
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I still maintain- A party's not a party, till the gang's all here!
(And even better if we can rock it out all weekend long!)
(And even better if we can rock it out all weekend long!)
4 comments:
If I wasn't old and senile I could admit to the song I long, just for the music. The lyrics are little on the distasteful side, but I find myself playing it over and over and rocking out whenever I get a chance. Funny picture...old lady, rocking out, but my brain doesn't know I'm old. *lol* Thanks for sharing, Taryn. Love your six.
Over the years I've gathered so many 'don't touch that dial' songs and the list keeps growing and changing. Enjoyed your six.
Oh, I have so many old favorites. We have a great radio station here that plays many oldies along with the new--mostly smoothies. Anything by Alan Jackson and I have to stop everything to listen.
Ah, I love how this scene flows on two levels. The music on the surface and the sexual tension a notch below.
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