P.O. Box 630
New York, NY 10277-1747
You fine gents truly are the beat of New York! And how! Now and again, whilst puttering along the Belt Parkway in my brand new motorcar, I’m wont to roll the windows all the way down and turn the radio transmitter’s volume-amplification knob all the way up. That way, neighboring motorists can hear what I’m hearing, and likewise enjoy the wonderful musical selections of the New KTU, 103.5. The beat of New York, indeed! Oftentimes, fellow motorists will toot their car-horns at me, wildly wave their unclothed arms through the openings of their own down-rolled windows, and nod their heads in syncopation with the beat of New York coming through my radio transmitter’s speakers. What joy to ride upon our nation’s fine motorways, sharing communal musical appreciation with one’s fellow travelers! Huzzah!
This past sunny weekend I was motoring eastbound with my lady friend, Priscilla, listening to your fine beat of New York, and enjoying the feel of cool Brooklyn air. Your disc jockey played a ribald new tune for us, and Priscilla was simply enraptured! Her hips shook, her feet tapped, her fingers drummed! Even though she had not previously encountered the song lyrics, she gave her best go at singing along! “Oh dear me,” she exclaimed with sinful glee upon the song’s end, “I do believe I have me the shivers!” Well, milady’s fingertips went tickling and exploring, and I became a most distracted motorist.
Crash! Bang! Ouch! I do say!
A twelve-motor-car smack-up ensued. Many motorists found themselves ruptured and hemorrhaging. Motor traffic on the motorway was halted like the Polish naval fleet facing bifurcated tributaries! And how! Huzzah!
I do say that’s the most delicious tune your jockeys have played yet. Nothing gets Miss Priscilla in the mood for rough-and-tumble like that silly little jingle! I’d be willing to pay top dollar for an audio-phonic recording! Perhaps you fine folks could assist me in pinning down its title and artist. Its melody appeared to go as such: “Bum bada bada bum bada da dada da dada, bada ba ba da da, Shake that ass!”
I thank you for your helpfulness, WKTU. Play on, you plucky jockeys!