The song ends before we even get to the two minute mark, so it feels like all its ideas and potential abruptly end and leave you wondering, was that really it? Even if I were to accept these lyrics as just a cokehead party girl having fun and fucking around with her friends, it doesnt have the fervor of Von Dutch or the effortlessness of 360. It barely even has the swagger of her verse on Fancy. All Im left with is a frustrating, abortive, obnoxious farce of a song that signals to me less that Charli is subversive or unconforming and more that shes too lazy to actually follow her heart and just wants to put on the veneer of cool rather than truly embody it
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Dylan, on the other hand, usually manifests himself in the presence of representatives of Rolling Stone magazine (which judged his 1965 classic "Like A Rolling Stone" to be the greatest song of the 20th century)
She slides into her booth, waves the check, and says, Its O.K
