So true. It’s like when people say they aren’t racist because they have a black friend.

I just went and read the lyrics. How have I gone so long and not read these lyrics? I wish I had this song when I was growing up and studying ballet. My teacher grabbed a handful of ass cheek once and disgustedly asked me what it was. This song would have become my anthem.

Beautiful rich white people getting married. That’s all I see. Ugh.

Actually, she spells her name Barbra, no extra ‘a.’

Not only ugly, but uncomfortable, like a walking sauna under that tent of fabric.

What are the grays? Can somebody explain to me please?

I'm just going to have men check my phone for me from now on.