Jump starting this day, a band plays into our lives,
bringing lasting joy.
Swerving and twirling to 'Route 66', bringing back
memories of the trip from New Jersey to Arizona.
Reminders of youth, always playing in minds like
video tapes.
Taking life, holding hands with past good times on
'Route 66'.
A fun time for all in synch with melodic rhymes.
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