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Now, can you tell me, DePassante, how the hell does it happen that at the end of a decidedly exhausting day of a completely miserable job, one finally heads home and, in the pneumatic void of his little messed-up head, this song emerges with apparent naturalness, from who knows what remote corner?
and finds himself singing it, surprised to remember all the damn lyrics, ones he hasn’t listened to in at least 30 years? Can you explain that to me, dear DePassante?
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