Please get the following out of my head:
I think I love you
So what am I so afraid of?
I’m afraid that I’m not sure of
A love there is no cure for
I think I love you
Isn’t that what life is made of?
Though it worries me to say
I’ve never felt this way
It’s been several days now, and I’m thisclose to getting on ebay to find a David Cassidy poster. Help!
Honey, have you seen David Cassidy lately? EEK! Well, in all honesty, I guess he doesn’t look half bad for his age…considering we’re all looking like freezer burn and he still kinda looks like he did way back when…
Hello, my name is Lisa M. I had a Shaun Cassidy pillow case in 1978.
*bursts into tears and runs away*
You must be kidding – Parker Stevenson was, like, waaaaaaay cuter.
Confession: I own The Best of The Partridge Family CD….a friend bought it for me as a gag gift, we both laughed, and then we both admitted that we still know every damn word to most songs. Then we both cried.
Just imagine it could be worse – you could have the theme to The Brady Bunch in your head.
btw: just discovered your site – its great!!
Which raises an interesting question – if your life had a theme song, what would it be?
Here’s the story, of a girl named Maggie…