Even though I'm really really gay, I've always had this crush on Pamela Anderson. I dunno - she just seems to be having more fun, choice of boyfriends (except for Scott Baio) notwithstanding. So anyways....I made this song with her mind, using vocal snippets from The Commodores "Brick House" ::
Or will ever be, in any case, for this bunch. Go here (hold on a sec - doesn't the new Slate look awful? ok - as you were...) to learn all about 'Chavs'.
Do you really want a boyfriend? Do you really want to compromise - on everything? Do you really want to put his needs, alongside yours, all the time? Hell - even most of the time? Do you really want to try to disregard the stupid way he squints when he thinks? And fucks? Do you really want to laugh at his retarded jokes of which, astonishingly, no-one in his immediate family has ever made an issue? Do you really want to have to let him borrow your energie jeans which, while god-like on you, look missing-link-ish on him?
Do you really wanna fake it?
Here's a song for those of you who answered "yes" ::