I would like to take a moment to say I was wrong when I said that Big Girls Don't Cry had the worst lyric ever. Driving home from work today I heard something just trumped it. Are you ready?
"Call me Mr. Flintstone, cause I can make your bed rock."
What.
The.
Hell.
The sad thing is the Lil Wayne will probably make more money with this song then i will see in my whole life.
Well I have one thing to say to that. GOOD NIGHT MISS MILLER!
Are you wondering where that originated from. Well I had a favorite morning show when i lived in Denver. They told a story about how this man every time he would play pool with his wife right before he would sink the 8 ball and win the game he would say..."good night miss miller!"
i love it.
2 comments:
How dare Lil Wayne desecrate my mental image of Fred Flinstone.
I would like to nominate the following link from a Selena Gomez song:
You and the thunder
I am the lightening
It comes naturally
Thank you
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