This was the first song I discovered through one of my guilty pleasure TV shows. I love how they're walking around an apartment, stomping their feet and singing.
This is the show (and the scene mismo) where I heard it from. (Yes, I seem to have a thing for these Southern boys. Rhett Butler, Coach Taylor, Matt Saracen, and that blond in Sweet Home Alabama come to mind.)
Thank heaven for TV. TV keeps me sane. TV keeps my music cool(ish)--otherwise, all my high school cassette tapes and college CDs would be on repeat.
Wait, they're still on repeat.
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