Remember when you were a kid and you gave it your all, belting out a tune in your room or the bathroom or even the closet. You not only sang it, you felt it. Deeply.
I still remember Jennifer and I "bustin' a move" to Billy Squier's STROKE ME (yes, this will date me ;) in her bedroom adorned with Tiger Beat photos of Michael Jackson. Did we know what Billy meant?! No! But that didn't matter, we thought we did!
And on that note - watch this and relive the moment!
Friday, February 29, 2008
Alone In Your Room
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Jeez...I'm glad no one was taping me when I was kid!
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