This guy can sing the phonebook, and Google. He makes it look so passionate and like, golly, we really want him to get his youngin'. Not really. I like his striped shirt though.
You know, if this song wasn't about what it's about, I'd really like it. He really can sing his tight jeans off. What do you think? Is there anything you loved so much, but couldn't have, that made you drop quarters in a greasy flying payphone all day?