"I kissed a girl and I liked it/The taste of her cherry Chapstick/I kissed a girl just to try it/I hope my boyfriend doesn't mind"
That freaking song is stuck in my head and that's the only part I know.
What's driving me crazy is that I absolutely hate that "psuedolesbian, won't my boyfriend think I'm so hot because I'm making out with a girl" song.
If banging my head against a brick wall would make it go away, I would seriosly consider it.
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