For me that's the appeal. It reminds me of when I was in ESL and everyone was stupid.
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Ke$ha is in the recording studio. In Dr Luke's office.
"What have you got," he asks without looking up at her.
She hesitates. "I-I wrote this rockish song called Machine Gun Love."
It all happens to fast. Luke's chair toppling. The way he leaps at her before she knows what's going on.
CRACK!
There are no words to describe the pain. Tears well in her eyes as his elbow lands against her nose, smashing the bone. She drops to her knees.
Suddenly her hair is wet. The pain won't allow her to look up. Is she peeing on her like he did the last time she misbehaved? No. That smell. That very distinctive smell. Gasoline.
She blinks through the pain and looks up. He strikes a match and glares down at her.
"Will you ever use the word rock again?"
Through blood, tears and snot, she mumbles something that sounds like no.
This ends another episode of "Ke$ha in the recording studio," a cautionary tale about signing away your life rights for a hit.
She was a ****** singer
