Summer scene....

It's the evening prior to Memorial Day, and after a hot sunny day, it's finally cooled off. The sun is beginning to set. I'm driving down the road with the windows open, drinking in the breeze. Bruce Springsteen is playing on the radio:

I'M ON FIRE

Hey little girl is your daddy home
Did he go away and leave you all alone
I got a bad desire
I'm on fire

Tell me now baby is he good to you
Can he do to you the things that I do
I can take you higher
I'm on fire

Sometimes it's like someone took a knife baby
edgy and dull and cut a six-inch valley
through the middle of my soul

At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet
and a freight train running through the
middle of my head
Only you can cool my desire
I'm on fire
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And there's no work tomorrow. Does it get any better?
B)