Bert Convy is in The Cheers and you can totally hear him. This story of the “terror of highway 101” is fun if a little square. The motorcyclist who wears the black denim trousers (trousers) has a girlfriend and hits a train. What’s interesting is the tempo. The spondee of the lyrics and the relentless instrumentation make this song both memorable (it’s so insistent) and isolated (that anyone who played this today would be laughed off the street). Unless he’s a gangsta. “And when they cleared the wreckage all they found was his black DKNY jeans.”
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