Baby, a freak, I paint with cheese,
I don't even know why.
My girlfriend, she's Auntie Em,
she is starting to cry.

The story:

While on a road trip , my firend and I were screaming along to our favorite songs. I was very, very wrong. What made it worse was that I was a self-proclaimed diehard Femmes fan. Not until I read the liner notes a bit more closely, was I fully convinced.