I hate to hate on anyone but Celine, come on.
Power and sparkly costumes you have. But cheesy, forced humor, oh my.
| You are the reason You are the reason I wake up every day And sleep through the night You are the reason, the reason I found myself frustrated as I listened to these lyrics in the plastic Vegas Colosseum. Celine, you should stop that. I am my reason. I don't wake up for prince charming. |
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