On the plane

Flying to MT I was on the plane with a small girl. She sat a couple of seats in front of me. To distract her from the general boredom, her mother asked her to sing. She complied.

We will, we will Rock YOU
We will, we will Rock YOU

This went on for a while. She was probably about 3. Then she sang another song.

Don't stop believin'
Hold on to the feelin'
Streetlights, people
Don't stop believin'
Hold on
Streetlights, people

This was followed by a rousing Twinkle Twinkle little star.

And I knew that I was home. The land of 80's butt rock.