Since I’m about ready to fuck up New York in a manner that has not been seen since the Muppets in the ‘80s, I’ve decided to post Big Apple-related quality content until my departure. Granted, the first stop of my trip is spending a few glorious, beautiful days in rural Virginia, but, like, there’s no showstopping musical numbers about Virginia, so I’m rolling with NYC for blog-sake.
TRY listening to this without bursting out into a kickline. YOU CAN’T.
PS: I fucking love her microphone.
PPS: This song is especially poignant because I used to perform it (WHILE tap dancing, thankyouverymuch) in my pj’s for my parents and their friends when I was a kid. This and Lea Thompson’s song from “Howard the Duck” (I have very eclectic musical tastes).
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