Fuckin' a girl, that's a bit good! This song always chokes me up a bit, long associations - so I forgot I was listening to a cover and got lost in it. Highest praise I can come up with, right there. Brilliant.
Today I'd just like to thank the person who's always there, always has my back, and thinks (for some reason) that I'm be best, smartest, and most beautiful Adonis the world has ever spawned. Happy Valentines, ego. Now let's fuck; where's the hand-lotion?