OK is it just me or are the song lyrics of the noughties just plain utter shit? Once upon a time the lyrics were entwined with the melody to create musical masterpieces, now all we get is a addictive humming tune with verbal scutter to fill in the blanks.
They call me Stacy that's not my name................... Well for fuck sake, what is your God dam name?Cause all I know is, its not Stacy
I like you so much better when your naked........................ the only time I would ever say that to someone would be if my rotten ex-boyfriend happened to be handcuffed to a bin outside my local chipper.
This sex is on fire......................... you better get a cream for that then
If I were a boy.....................well then Beyonce, that would make Jay-z GAY!
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