Nothing much beats watching Fats Domino roll around at the piano with that sweet smile. I'm so glad someone made his dreams come true up there on Blueberry Hill.
thanks to marcellopresley
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When shall we all meet again? In thunder, lightning, or in rain? When the hurlyburly's done, when the battle's lost and won.
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