1st - I would never even know Machine Gun Kelly if it wasn’t for this song featuring Kid Rock, because y’all know I love the shit outta him.
2nd - I posted a TT video last week and not one, but two, people I don’t know called me Megan [Fox]. So the story behind Cleavage Sunday’s submission was a part of the pictures I took when doing these side by sides. It’s the hair and the lips.
“I’ve always heard that there’s always one, that you can’t stop coming back to even when you’re done. I don’t know if I want you, Baby, but I want you bad.”
“We can’t be friends. We can’t be lovers. We can’t be weekend drinking leaning on each other. We can’t be falling off the wagon, thinking about what happened. Where does that leave you and me? There’s too much love. There’s too much anger. We can’t be friends. We can’t be strangers.”
“Nothing goes the way I want it to be. Everything I fucking do is manipulated by what you need. Taken for a fool. I don’t need you in the picture. I don’t need you in anything.”
“Well the day I was born the doc couldn’t believe I came out crying ‘Chattahoochee.’ Didn’t take too long after that for the hair on my head to grow long in the back.”
This week started out with me schooling my teenage daughter on 90s hip hop. Looking through my music collection, I realized that the 90s really did have the best music. Oh yes, I said it. Fight me 👊🏼.
Side Note: I love that my girl Priscilla loves to sing some Keith 😍.