That don't impress me much
Oct. 24th, 2004 07:12 pmDriving my brother to the station, I have made a disturbing discovery.
He knows the lyrics to That don't impress me much (Shania Twain) down to the last "Aha yeah" just as well as I do. And he knows the lyrics to Tom Jones' Sex Bomb.
Now is that something you'd expect in a boy (I can't get myself to calling my little brother a man) of almost twenty? No.
He knows the lyrics to That don't impress me much (Shania Twain) down to the last "Aha yeah" just as well as I do. And he knows the lyrics to Tom Jones' Sex Bomb.
Now is that something you'd expect in a boy (I can't get myself to calling my little brother a man) of almost twenty? No.