I loved this song when it was a modest hit back in the 80s. I think I was the only one though, as it invariably used to clear the dance floor whenever the DJ played it - leaving me and my black winkle pickers (or as my now-Chilean niece described them, Uncle Richard's clown shoes..)
[ In the style of Sir Michael Caine] "Not a lotta people know that this tambourine and happy-happy-joy-joy free ditty is actually about this much maligned dude:
FAO of all those nice people all over the world who can't help staring at my incessant fumbling, stumbling, stammering and shaking. Believe it or not, there is still a sentient being in there somewhere.
So maudlin today...
Making my way back to the land of the living... Hope my membership is still valid.
and finally.... "Peace out.."
Nice when you find a new car place you can trust.. Found a way to keep it at least a bit longer and will be selling it on to a good home soon. No one is gonna chop you up for parts.. Hush little Audi, don't you fret...#theyrecomingtotakemeaway