Oh dear. Now I must decide between two songs for the weirdest song I've heard on the radio.
The first is about a girl who douses herself in perfume before seeing her boyfriend so the other woman will smell it on him.
And the second begins as such:
I was five and he was six
We rode horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight
Bang bang, he shot me down, bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, he shot me down, bang bang, my baby shot me down.
And then goes into nonsense dubstep. Like those are the only decipherable lyrics and they're sung all dramatically.
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