Date: 2007-03-28 03:53 pm (UTC)
Sigh.

During the late '70s or early '80s, a local punk band called The Finders had a single I've been looking for ever since. The lyrics (which are burned into my swelling itching brain) ran like this:

Every day, I'm going out of my mind.
Every day, I'm losing my goddam mind.
Every day, I pick up the phone and I call

Doctor Howard, Doctor Fine, Doctor Howard.
Calling Doctor Howard, Doctor Fine, Doctor Howard!
Calling Doctor Howard, Doctor Fine, Doctor Howard!
Calling Doctor Howard, Doctor Fine, Doctor Howard!

Moe, Larry, cheese! Moe, Larry, cheese!
Moe, Larry, cheese! Moe, Larry, cheese!


It was a great dumb punk song...
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