I wake up every morning with a song stuck in my head. And now it's stuck in yours.
Big Boys
Some of my favorite lyrics ever:
So you take her to the pictures/Trying to become a fixture Inch by inch trying to reach her/All the way through the second feature Worrying about your physical fitness/Tell me how you got this sickness
So many double -- and triple! -- entendres in this song. Fucking love him. As to why it's in my head today: the perpetual vicissitudes of love, man.
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