My Favorite song. . . Kelli used to bust into my room while I was singing loudly with my favorite singers at the time, which consisted mostly of Whitney Houston and Barbra, I must admit. My poor mother. I was performing my own private concerts with audience and all. This is why this song means so much to me. We all have our own "music" moments. Lift up your hands, to your OWN rock and roll.
This is why I am a hedhead. . .
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