That was one of the first songs I remember hearing on the radio. Wake Up Little Susie was the first. I'm not sure, though, that I ever knew the singers name. Probably connected with it since, but kept forgetting. I never did quite understand. As a kid, maybe 3 or 4, and to this day, I can't see why he would go back to her. I guess some men are fish too. Reminds me of the bedwetters in the story before this. I, personally, do not share. Not a bit. Not a woman anyway. Oh well.
Yep, sharing is something you do with a bag of chips.
hahaha Dunno. Just liked your answer. Reaction, you know. I'll be chuckling for days. Bag o' chips, he writes.
Doom - ya got me thinking. What was the first song I heard on the radio? It would be in my dad's car, probably around 1955 or so. I remember his green '47 4 dr Packard and his '53 Mercury 2 dr convertible - I can remember all his cars - but can't remember the music he played. Huh... I remember us kids singing to the music my mother played on the radio though as she drove.
It's funny how memories go. I can't remember the car I was in, when I remember hearing Wake Up, just that, even as a kid, it seemed small... like a chevette, but I don't think chevettes were out yet. It was '72. Long after the song was released, but before that car was made. I don't remember cars, save two (because I ended up buying them from my mom). Mostly raised by my mom, so... I have some notion that memories are connected with who raised you? You signal memory creation off their thinking, a bit anyway, maybe? Which is why having both parents is vital, at least in early years, but I'd bet on up through to leaving home. A woman is a terrible memory signaler, at least for males. Too neurotic! :p
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