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Thigh-High High-Heeled Boots
See, at first I’m thinking this song was about someone who stuttered talking to an “Al Bundy” type of salesman on the type of footwear they wanted to purchase. But it wasn’t.
Oh, in any respect – no matter what the subject matter was going to be about – this track sucked worse than a twenty dollar whore with no teeth!!
Oh sure, there is a funky little groove thing going on that makes you wanna get funky in your seat (whether that is a good thing or a bad thing doesn’t really matter…getting funky in your seat just sounds nasty!!).
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