Strains of this
wafted across towards the paddock on the Rowley Mile yesterday. If I am to be found singing along to a song outside one of the food and drink outlets when I am racing it means one of two things. I am not in front; I like the song. And I suppose, it could mean both.
Anyway, count yourselves lucky its not David Guetta (it is Friday night after all).
Hang on, it is Friday night. Well then, David Guetta it is – I am not that ancient, yet. The other will have to wait.
Posted on April 15, 2011, in Horse racing, Music and tagged David Guetta, Fergie, Friday Night is Dance Night, Just No Getting Over You. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
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