"Every Single Thursday" genre: Indie Pop/Lo Fi
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	It's like having to put your shoes back on just after you took them off. In conclusion: distorted bubblegum pop.
	CD: The Official Three 'Fro Free Throw
	Story Behind the Song I wrote this after playing a "gig". You probably wouldn't understand, but a "gig" is when a person or group of persons is scheduled to perform a talent. So anyway, some girl asked me to marry her to follow suit of her other 2 boyfriends named Smoocher. And some guy asked me to write a song about his dad throwing away his bowling trophies. And those two things happen to me every single Thursday. Lyrics Pinching checks and Im red again. Being buried is a sin. I hate the water. When he hocks up at the sock hop, Well, Ill lock up my chance to marry Marti. She told me she would fatten me up Next time after her next time up. And thats why I drink her special ade. Now its time for the gay pride parade, Keeping things in line with whats not straight, And theres no state without a capital L, M, N, O Pretty soon its all R-rated dramedy: The trophys in the can And I cant understand Why you do this ba-di-da-di-da, bop-ba-da-da Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah

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