Not a Trace of Irony

For unknown reasons, I own and also appreciate the random play of The Bellamy Brothers' Let Your Love Flow in public. It's all the fault of the end credits in that damn Little Darlings movie with Kristy McNichol and Tatum O'Neal. Little Darlings, for the record, is essentially The Facts of Life at summer camp minus Tootie, Natalie and Mrs. Garrett, plus teenage sex and smoking, with dopey Matt Dillon as dopey George Clooney and wee Cynthia Nixon (long before her Miranda days) for extra weirdness.