Yeah, that's the whole song, pretty much. Three minutes of hell. It was playing at a club I went to a few nights ago, and I had the very strange experience of everyone else going YEAH WOOHOO LET'S DANCE TO THIS as my gut twisted into an ultradense ball of disgust. SERIOUSLY HOW DO PEOPLE LIKE THIS SONG? EVEN HER VOICE IS ANNOYING! It's like that one wasted crazy chick at the party, the one everyone who's had a little too much to drink uses to console themselves the morning after by saying "hey, at least I didn't start dancing with a lawn flamingo and then puke on my shoes like THAT girl!"...has suddenly gotten herself star status for marketing THAT IMAGE SPECIFICALLY.

It is also beloved of my ten-year-old-cousin. Oh what havoc we wreak upon the young...