Just accept it.
I have a distinct memory of lying in my bed at night sometime around 1984; hearing this for the first time on the radio, and thinking that. Then the DJ back announced who it was, and...well, I didn't exactly sit bolt-upright and cry, "WHAT?" ...but that was kind of how I felt.
I think that's when I began to get an inkling that if you strip away all the publicity, what you're left with is one of the best pop writers...
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