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A: The original lyrics for the song were about a totalitarian society that made everyone wear their sunglasses at night. Hart altered the lyrics to be "more romantic" after his record company pushed for something deemed more marketable.
How? The key to this costume will be your dedication to the character. You’ll need long, straight, dark hair, a purple tank top, sinister jeans and a bright yellow backpack, but the devil is in the detail. You can accompany along an enlarged calendar page for Friday if the parties you’re going to are full of cavemen who need it spelled out for them. Otherwise, focus on honing your thought. Eat cereal. Be very unsure of which seat you should take. Refer to everything as “fun, fun, fun!” and describe exactly what is it that is happening around you i.e. “my friend is sitting to my right!” Where possible, use your iPhone to T-Pain / auto-tune your voice and speak to people in this manner all night. It will be delicate while you record your answers, but also awesome when you play them back.
can someone help me. i wanna find out the meaning of this song. it is by corey hart. and i THINK it relates to something im goin through but not sure..someone help me pls
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