My father had an LP of David Rose and his orchestra during my childhood. Every once in a while, he’d put on “The Stripper” and crank it up. No, my mother didn’t come dashing through a door with a rose in her teeth, ripping off pieces of clothing. It just made us want to dance. Do big body gestures. I quoted this in HOMER IN CYBERSPACE, and when I mentioned it to some, few knew the music. So I put it here to fill our your knowledge of musical repertoire.
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