I turned on the radio in my car early this afternoon and heard Katy Perry's "Kissed a Girl" coming through the speakers of my Honda Civic's standard music player. Its catchy hook, the infectious chorus, and the descriptive terms used to describe this unknown woman's lip balm played until it was over. The radio disc jockey made some unfunny comment about perceived lesbianism and then the chatter segued into a commercial for used cars. I continued driving and listening to an annoying, high-pitched voice hock pre-owned automobiles. What troubled me more than anything was the fact that I had accomplished the same feat as Ms. Perry and here she is making millions off of it. I parked my car in the lot and began thinking about writing a song just like hers.
Been there, done that.
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