Pure fire summer pop classic from Carly Rae. Is this what I’m listening to when running through the city, Rocky style? You better believe it, people. Sometimes I wish a DJ playing a basement show would put aside the hardware based techno and drop this banger. I guarantee even the saltiest of punks would throw their hands in the air. A man can dream, can’t he?
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