I think "Maybe" is what makes this song. It transforms it from typically hyper-sexually confident to something more like the nervous experience a young flirtation really is.

You sound jowly.

You sound jowly.

You don't actually listen to country, do you?

You don't actually listen to country, do you?

It's called a cat king.

It's called a cat king.

Keep t'up then.

Keep t'up then.

It's not a Nathan Rabin review without the word 'misogyny.'

It's not a Nathan Rabin review without the word 'misogyny.'

I've got something to say.

I've got something to say.

I thought she was charming in Elf.

I thought she was charming in Elf.

Oh, shit. That was her.

I prefer the McMaster-Carr catalogue. Literally everything is in it.

Implosive diarrhea would be much much worse than explosive.

Implosive diarrhea would be much much worse than explosive.

wow