No parking on the dance floor. by midnight starr I think? its back when CD players first hit the public market and my dad took me to radio shack to get one and a CD for my birthday. He looked at me like I was insane when I told him that was the CD I wanted. My youngest aunt was a teenager at the time and she was into it. (1983) and I wanted to have it. I was like 7 years old at the time. man...im still ashamed of that CD purchase 21 years later.
Imagine a semi racist southern father buying this CD for his 7 year old son. man, now thats love.