I grew up at my mother's knee listening to music. There she'd be, Schlitz Malt liquor in hand singing (yelling to the top of her lungs actually) to whatever happened to be playing on the stereo. Usually, anything from The Gap band, to Rene' and Angela, or most likely Confunkshun or Earth, Wind, and Fire would more than likely be bumping on the component system.
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