you've got your nuclear boots
and your drip dry glove
and when you bite your lip
it's some reaction to love
In my small hometown, there used to be a record store and it lasted for a while. A newer one replaced the older, but eventually, it too died, but I am not sure when. There used to be lots and lots of records stores all over the place, but now they are few and very far between. I bought lots of records in that tiny record shop in my hometown, including this one. For some reason, I have a crystal clear memory of buying it. The shop was only so big, and the stock was rather provincial, so I had to make treks to urban places farther afield to find more interesting items.
The Cars appealed to a wide range of tastes, and I think the songs still sound fresh today.
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