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Weezer :x: Hit Me Baby One More Time |
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:: Pulls himself up to a seat upon a wooden stool, guitar case in hand. :: No, folks. I am not ... :: Dramatic pose, turning head to a nearby camera, arching brow and moving his mouth in various silly gestures. :: ...THEDESPERRRRADO. :: Twitches eyebrows one at a time before reclining downward to open the guitar case and pull out an acoustic with light wood finish, grasping it in hand as he settles upon the stool. He clears his throat, then speaking with a lavish Spanish accent. ::
COUGHCOUGHCOUGHHACKCOUGH. I will now. Serenade you. You see. ... :: He began to play at the chords, a familiar tune at that. Made popular not only by Britney Spears, but remade and perfected by Weezer themselves. ::
Oh, baby, baby ... How was I supposed---to---know. :: He begins to sway left and right, bopping like a flaming ... flamingo with a Jimmy Fallon-esque smile upon his face. :: That somethin' wasn't riiiiight here! Oh, baby, baby ... I shouldn't have let. YOU GO. -- AND NOW YOU'RE OUTTA SIGHT, ... yeaaaah.
SHOW ME. HOW YOU WANT IT TO BE. Tell me baybeh, 'cuz I need to know. NOW. YES, BECUZZZZ.
My loneliness, is killin' MEH. --AND I-- I must confess, I still belieeee~~~EVE! :: He clangs at the guitar more rapidly with his pauses, eyes shutting as he reaches the further down high falsetto of "STILL BELIEVEEEE." ::
If I'm not with you, I lose my minddddd. Give me a SIIIIIIIII~~~IIIGGGGGN. :: Savagely frisks the strings, going ape shit before literally screaming. :: HIT ME BAYBEH ONE MORE TIME!!!!
:: With a smooth exit fade, he strums the guitar with a pleasant little tune, reclining once more before replacing the guitar within it's case, picking up the case and standing, giving a glint-sparkle-sparkle smile. ::
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