Never had, still don't, know what love is. But the minute a Beatles song comes on I know how to dance to it.
And in a dark theatre, filled with either pretty much older than young, or younger than when it all happened, the second the Mariners and I heard those songs and saw the faces of JohnPaulGeorgeandRingo we were dancing in our seats.
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