I had to stop listening to James Blunt.
I was afraid it was going to be bad for my circulation.
Like, make it stop or something.
G Love to the rescue. I hope you guys like this song better than you liked My Baby's Got Sauce. Picky bastards.
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- Party tonight
- A nursery rhyme for Terra
- bad bad bad
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- stolen from YB
- Yo, gimme something to dance to.
- I have nothing to say today
- A show of hands, please
- and she'd probably like it.
- Best answer wins...well, nothing.
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