There are two ways to go about covering someone else's song.
Option 1) pick something totally inappropriate, siphon all the life out of it, then stand there awkwardly as it hits the floor:
(Here's the original. Mandy's version doesn't even have any guilty pleasure value. She would have been a lot better off doing this one instead.)
Option 2) Just fucking steal everything you need from the original – and its video, too, if need be:
(Result? Geniusness. Golimar!)
This has been a little Christmas present to all who waste their time on this blog.
Friday, December 22, 2006
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