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You Don't Have to Say You Love Me


Mary Isabel Catherine Bernadette O'Brien had a hell of a voice. She was a 60s singing sensation, a British bombshell and she went by the name of Dusty Springfield - and I loved her. When Elton John inducted her into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1999, just 10 days after her death, he said, "I think she is the greatest white singer that there ever has been." I'm inclined to agree.



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surveygirl46 said…
Son of a Preacher Man, best done in Pulp Fiction when John Travolta is waiting for Mia to get done shoving coke up her nose....
On the flip side, You'll be a woman soon, Neil Diamond? when Mia shoves herion up her nose and almost leaves the scene of the crime.

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