Warm fuzzies coming your way from Sorcerer. The song is perhaps a tad repetitive, but the 80s synth chord response is such melted buttery goodness you can’t help but get hooked. You can almost picture Crocket and Tubbs driving a shiny sports car into the Miami sunset. That or a summertime dog diving in slow motion for a ball.
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