You don't need to be a good singer to sound like one in Athens, as long as you're driving down one of the brick-paved streets downtown.
Case in point: Last Friday night as we drove down court street, trying to fit in our nightly song before going to Grooover's for a party.
"I-I am a chi-i-i-ld of go-o-o-od, and he-e-e has se-e-e-nt me he-e-e-e-re,"
And, if you happen to have a four-year-old in the back of the car, then you get a lot of extra vibrato in your giggling too.
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