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Comes-a-long-a-love by Kay Starr

Well. Kay Starr was, I reckon, a handful.  Based on this, she entertained.  You know: entertained.  I can picture her, almost Liza Minelli-ish in her stage flirtation.  Whilst being neutered – God, could you be anything else in the early 50s if you sang pop music? – there’s something innately sexual about this. The beat is quick, the horns… well, they horn.  And there’s only so many times you can hear “Comes-a-long-a-love” before it sounds a bit sexual.  And the end! The song positively climaxes, with Kay singing her hardest as the horn section put a full stop after every single syllable. 

Phew.