Okay. I hate to do this to you, but if ever there was a song that screams "bad 70's music", it's this one. I remember my sister and I bawling in the back seat of our gigantic station wagon with the fold-up, backwards-facing back-back seat when this one came on the radio. Or, anyway, alternating between crying and arguing about what kind of dog "Shannon"might be.
So.. be forewarned: This one is extremely, hazardously awful. AND it includes equally awful cute doggie pictures.
Go ahead. I dare you not to cry.
Here's a current picture of Henry Gross, self described "One Hit Wanderer"
