The Finer Things
What's better than driving down Quincy Shore Drive with the windows down on a warm (for New England!) March night, smoking a cigarette and blasting Steve Winwood*?
Not much, I tell you what.
*(I'm a fifty year old man. Didn't you know?)
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lucky girl! unfortunately in my office, the louder you play your music, the more likely it is you are listening to country. ick!
Sarah, I am pleased to admit that I too was cruising along with the sunroof open smoking a cigarette blasting "Spy in the House of Love." And I'm gonna do it again when I get the f out of here today.
i love it!!! i was thinking about how when i was single, Steve could have really helped me out with the car-to-car pick up lines...
you roll up to a red light, glance over to the guy in the car next to you and say "Bring me a higher love, baby".
Maybe not..... :-P
I wanna be a spy in YOUR house of love.
That sucks. If Steve can't helped me then nothing can.
its probably better for everyone that we're not single.
"Higher Love" and "Arc of a Diver" were two of my favorite albums in high school. I've only seen a handful of concerts in my life, but Steve was one of them. Did "Gimme Some Lovin'" for the encore, too.
See, THAT's supposed to be your pickup line.
SERIOUSLY. Single guys in Boston just are not ready for the likes of us.
ha zippy! i see you have done this before. :-P
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