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Time for something a little more light-hearted. Lawyers in Love can’t be Browne’s best work, not when he has For a Dancer in his songbook (see the Songs of the Day Archive), but I’m just tickled pink by this uncharacteristically rocking farce about yuppies and Reagan era values as they flourished in the 1980s. Maybe that’s because I used to be one of those lawyers? Just the sight of him standing in the aperture of his BMW’s sun roof, paddling his sedan like a canoe and hollering his mating call, is enough to brighten any rainy afternoon.

And who can resist the lyrics?

Am I the only one who hears the screams

and the strangled cries of lawyers in love?

Or the little dig at the cold war obsession with the USSR:

Last night I watched the news from Washington (the capitol)

The Russians escaped when we weren’t watching them (like Russians will)

At the end we’re treated to precision briefcase drill by the phalanx of lawyers arriving in the new vacationland of the USSR, an act, I think, from Pasadena’s Doo Dah parade, which over the years has featured such things as synchronized lawnmower pushing by the troupe Toro Toro Toro, and The Barbecue and Hibachi Marching Grill Team.

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