its been like this for days

either this song just doesn't get old, or i'm like some kind of savant.

the lyrics are, of course, ridiculous. but they remind me of this david brooks article about how female pop singers today exemplify this new type of woman, aka sexually aggressive harpy who finds gratification in spite of the men in their songs. i'm picturing jermaine drinking cherry wine (wtf is that) with the mousketeers, while carrie underwood is out in the parking lot curbing his boyfriend.