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STICKY
 Hear a sample of Sticky
My dad hated anything sticky. Things like candy, marshmallows and soda pop were not allowed around him or near anything that he used, such as the car. If you brought something sticky into the car, he'd watch you in the rearview mirror to make sure you didn't spill or otherwise touch anything. My sister and I used to unwisely taunt him with sticky fingers.
My dad was the type to 'turn this car around,' too. So if you got under his skin enough, he actually would pull the car over, spin around in the driver's seat and give you and your sticky substance some strong words.
I originally named the song 'Sticky Fingers,' but that sounded a little too Rolling Stones for me.
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