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I remember a long ago thread about that lyric. That may have been the beginning of my rap career. Cause if that passes as good then anything shitty I write is just as good.

I've hated on both of those before. I should probably start listening to the radio again--I need new terrible lyrics.

Just listen to some Katy Perry.

Jesus, I don't hate myself.

If you're posting about the window pane lo these many years later I am not so sure.

Hah hah haah haah! Jack my swag!

If I knew any J. Beiber song lyrics I would post them here.

The girl's a freak
She drives a jeep

Tomorrow is Saturday. And Sunday comes afterwards. I don't want this weekend to end.

HEY HEY
YOU YOU
I don't like your girlfriend.
NO WAY
NO WAY
I think you need a new one.
HEY HEY
YOU YOU
I could be your girlfriend

etc.

Here are the most terrible of song lyrics.

A sample:
"your mom don't know that you were missing / she'd be pissed if she could see / the parts of you that I've been kissing"

First: isn't this guy, like, forty? Who is he fooling around with that has to worry about what their mom thinks?
Second: this was the only one I could find that wasn't about blow jobs. I think this guy's entire life consists of thinking about blow jobs.
Third: Why would the special lady's mom be pissed at seeing parts of her daughter's body? Awkward, maybe, but pissed? I would think she'd be more pissed that her daughter had Nickleback germs.

The only difference between katy perry and rebecca black is the marketing.

Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red
And what the hell is on Joey's head

I'm sixteen and I thought that you'd be mine,
I used to tweet you and text you and call you and hit you on Facebook all the time

I will say this about Katy Perry: I am not sold on 'firework' as a singular construction in that context.

She probably should have written: "Baby, you are a pyrotechnic display."

And someone saved my life tonight
Sugar bear

If I was a rich girl
lalalalalalalalala

"baby you are a pyrotechnic display
i don't have anything interesting to say
boom boom boom whee
i just ate a milk dud giggle"

Yes!! I have complained about that forking Bread song to Mrs. Face so many, many times! It doesn't make any damn sense! It makes me so mad!

best song line - "i just ate a milk dud giggle"

Last year (I think?) I was at a friend's parents' country house for the weekend, and the local classic rock station was playing the, like, 1000 best songs of all time or whatever, for the whole weekend. We were listening to some middle-of-the-pack 70s soft rock, like some America b-side or whatever, and I thought "shiitake, I bet they're going to play forking Bread." So I'm sitting there, getting angry, thinking about everything that's wrong with that song. Then, sure enough, like two songs later I hear the opening warble of If. I launch immediately into screaming obscenities and yelling about how much I forking hate that song, about how little sense it makes, about miscarriages. In my mind it was an epic rant of pure reason, but it was probably more like uncontrolled venom.

Anyway, it was pretty great. Everyone laughed, except for the guy who liked Bread, and then they voted me king of the weekend.

OMG that Bread song stirs up memories. I can see the 45 spinning on my portable pink turntable or hear the strains of it drifting from underneath my teenage sister's bedroom door! It does not spin me into a fit of rage though. Nostalgia. Or for mumbles's sake, naustalgia.

i am so glad i started this thread. i'm going to have this word embossed on all of my school-era photo albums.

Wait, no, that's not what the boss meant! No way.

(unless it was.. Then I stand corrected).

And be a juke box hero, got stars in his eyes, he's a juke box hero
He took one guitar, juke box hero, stars in his eyes
Juke box hero, (stars in his eyes) He'll come alive tonight