Soluble Fish: Don't Sell Her

Friday, February 02, 2007

Don't Sell Her

On the way home from work yesterday, I was perplexed by the lyrics I heard on the radio:
"Don't sell her; I love her."
It seemed like such an odd song...

It wasn't until the was over that I was informed that I had been listening to Big Head Todd sing
"Don't tell her I love her."

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