Sorry to clog up the blog with songs, but I'm on a roll here.
This is Tina, Ike and the band at the height of their powers. These are the Sue Records years, up in New York City, when they did what I think is their best work.
(Don't forget to go down the column a bit to find my latest text extravaganza. It's about snoring, a subject that I'm sure is near and dear to many of my male readers, the married or otherwise attached ones anyway.)