If there's ever been a more cynically-crafted and calculating song written under the contemporary country banner (I'm looking at YOU, Rascall Flatts), I've yet to hear it. Although I admit, my visceral reaction to this song wasn't as bad as the first time I heard My Humps and I was incensed that they were obviously using a developmentally disabled girl to sing the chorus (ahem):
PS: Does this make them hipsters?
I started squirming and quietly crying to myself at about the 0:58 mark. Then I had to push "stop." yeesh.
ReplyDeleteyeesh. Why, Sam? Why?
I know! It's brutal. I had some misgivings about posting this, but I think people need to know. It's just so.....UGH.
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