Some folks are not exactly crazy about this singer/songwriter/entertainer. I've become one of those people. Unfortunately, once a singer's repertiore becomes ensconced in one's own mental music library, one will continue to play back stuff at inconvenient places and times.
For example, upon hearing about the disagreement over who shot at whom first, in Pakistan/Afghanistan this past weekend, one lonely little line from a Manilow song came to stay...
The crucial line starts right around 1:15.
And, now it is yours, as well. You may thank me later.
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