Call me good. Call me bad. Call me anything you want to, baby, but I'm stuck on eighties dance pop for Fridays and if it happens to be by a dubious teen idol or two, it's even better.
So, if you're gonna do it, do it right, and Wham's "I'm Your Man" is the winning ticket for today. I know, I know, it's a paint by numbers Motown pastiche but it adds up to pure mindless joy that immediately gets a foot tapping. Plus, when you factor in George Michael's subsequent career in Park Services, there is practically a novel to read between each line: my favorite is "I'll make you reach..."
Have a great weekend and should you find that your tapping foot gets you in any trouble, just tell 'em you have a wide stance.
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