Last night I was totally fascinated by this show called "Love is in the Heir". I couldn't decide if it was a real reality show or the most brilliant satire of reality shows ever. Sadly, it turns out to be for real. Forgive me for thinking that a princess who'd reject her fortune to pursue a career as a country-western singer might be a joke premise. There's a clip of her video on the site I linked above; I don't think she's that bad. That is, yeah, it's bad and kinda laughable but no more so than that Alan Jackson guy or those girls, the Ditzy Twits or whatever.
As evidence, I submit the following.
Actual cuuuuuntry music lyric: You came home a quarter past eleven and fell down underneath our Christmas tree. Please Daddy don't get drunk this Christmas.
Princess Ann Claire's lyric: You couldn't stand my DAWGS, told me to put 'em down, yah right!
Actual cuuuuuntry music lyric: Straight from the factory, Nothin' less than exactly, You're the only lock that's made to fit my key.
Princess Ann Claire's lyric: I got a sweet Trans Am just a-waitin' out back, don't say you ain't been told, cause that is where the rubber hits the road!
Actual cuuuuuntry music lyric: Love walked out on me and didn't even close the door!
Princess Ann Claire's lyric: Said I was too uptight, I wore my lipstick too bright!
I don't think Nashville's got any room to point fingers at Ann Claire. At least not until they apologize for Brooks & Dunn ("Yeah, heel, toe, docie doe come on baby let's go boot scootin'!")
As evidence, I submit the following.
Actual cuuuuuntry music lyric: You came home a quarter past eleven and fell down underneath our Christmas tree. Please Daddy don't get drunk this Christmas.
Princess Ann Claire's lyric: You couldn't stand my DAWGS, told me to put 'em down, yah right!
Actual cuuuuuntry music lyric: Straight from the factory, Nothin' less than exactly, You're the only lock that's made to fit my key.
Princess Ann Claire's lyric: I got a sweet Trans Am just a-waitin' out back, don't say you ain't been told, cause that is where the rubber hits the road!
Actual cuuuuuntry music lyric: Love walked out on me and didn't even close the door!
Princess Ann Claire's lyric: Said I was too uptight, I wore my lipstick too bright!
I don't think Nashville's got any room to point fingers at Ann Claire. At least not until they apologize for Brooks & Dunn ("Yeah, heel, toe, docie doe come on baby let's go boot scootin'!")
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How could you have forgotten the classic Loretta Lynn line, "the work we done was hard, at night we'd sleep cause we was tard"....
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Anonymous, at 10:34 AM
For shooting fish in a barrel, that was pretty good shooting - I mean, shootin'. And just cause it's easy don't mean it ain't funny. I cain't stop . . .
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Anonymous Me, at 1:19 PM
Artist : Jo Dee Messina
Song : My Give A Damn's Busted
Lyrics :
(1st verse)
Well you filled up my head,
With so many lies.
Twisted my heart
Til something snapped inside.
I'd like to give it one more try
but my give a damn's busted.
You can crawl back home
say you were wrong,
stand out in the yard
cry all night long.
Well go ahead and water my lawn.
My give a damn's busted.
(chorus)
I really wanna care,
I wanna feel somethin'
Let me dig a little deeper...
Nope...
Sorry...
Nothin'
(2nd verse)
You can say you've got issues.
You can say you're a victim.
It's all your parents fault,
After all you didn't pick em
Well maybe Oprah's got time to listen.
My give a damn's busted.
(*Well let me get this straight now)
Your therapist said
It was all just a phase
A product of the prozac
And your co-dependent ways
So uhh ... who's your new neighbor these days
My give a damn's busted.
(chorus)
I really wanna care,
I wanna feel somethin'
Let me dig a little deeper...
Eeh-Eeh
(3rd verse)
(*Oh you're tellin' me)
It's a desperate situation,
No tellin' what you'll do.
If I don't forgive you,
You say your life is through.
Well honey... give me somethin' I can use.
(My give a damn's busted.)
(*Ahh you knew I was gonna say that, didn't ya.)
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Kristal, at 8:10 AM
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