My wife and I are going to quit our jobs and travel until we run out of money. I estimate we'll be home around 9 pm tonight.
Aged 14 I worked all summer for my dad’s scrap metal dealer mate. This included days alone behind Jackson’s Brickworks sorting out mountains of spilt bricks into not/broken. Just my little transistor radio for company. This song will forever remind me.
The Pretenders
Kid (1979)
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