It is night, my body's weakPoetry. Pure poetry. I feel it every time. I feel it in my skin...
I'm on the run, no time to sleep
I've got to ride, ride like the wind
to be free again.
Question: What would this song be without the amazing back-up vocals, belted out by Mr. Music Machine, Michael McDonald?
Answer: Not as good. That's for certain.
Here's a little playful send-up, provided for us by the good people at SCTV:
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