Got My Own Chanel.

Got My Own Chanel.

Friday, April 1, 2011

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It rhymes and swears.
It gets you high and gets you low.
It brings out the alter ego.
It makes you reminisce.
It beats like a heart.
It gets in your head regardless of whether you want it there.
It makes damaged ear drums worth it.
It makes you whistle down the street, like the moronically happy person everyone can be.

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