Take me on a trip I’d like to go someday
Take me to New York I’d like to see LA
I really want to come kick it with you
You’ll be my American boy, American boy

You know how sometimes, certain songs or smells take you back to a specific period in your memory?

Happens to me alot.

This song takes me back to Alaska. Specifically, to one evening when we were driving downtown in either Anchorage or Fairbanks and I was sitting in the first backrow of the van. Everytime this song comes up, it brings me back to that specific memory. I can even see the buildings that we were driving past in my memory, and the musky smell of our van.

Ahh, the memories.

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The endless roads of Alaska

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Cleaning the windows of our trusty van

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