What is it about the popularity lately of singing through one’s nose? This one is the absolute winner, but it seems to be the “in” thing now.
I was at a bar here in Poland with a friend sometime when that atrocious Anastacia song “Paid My Dues” came on the radio. “Read all the lyrics, sorry though they may be
As Anastacia sang, my friend got that lost-in-the-moment look, then asked me, “What is this song about?”
“I don’t really know,” I replied. “I’ve never really paid much attention to it.”
“But I don’t get it. ‘Paint my juice?’ What is that supposed to mean?”