Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Old school funk for the true funk soldiers!

While in the LBC yesterday I decided to have lunch at El Pollo Giro.*
[*Can't remember the last word of the place, but when I asked for a translation I was told that it meant rotisserie]
Before walking inside I noticed a few celebrity hand prints in stone with accompanying autographs posted on an outside pillar for the restaurant, one of them belonging to Mr. Tito Puente. It was then that I began to sing the hook for this song, presented below:

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