To make me still want you-oo. Gotta stop sobbing, now-oh. YEAH. Stop-it stop-it stop. "Stop Your Sobbing," Pretenders. Ooh.
Every morning — or just about — I wake up with some snatchlet of music in my head. Some days it may take well past lunch for the theme from "What's Happenin'?'" to work its way out and I figure why should I suffer alone?