To help eyesroll's earworm affliction:

[Magrittes Pipe]

Oh comely, I will be with you when you lose your breath.
Chasing the only meaningful memory you thought you had left
Of some pretty, bright and bubbly terrible thing
That was doing her thing on your chest.
Oh, comely -- it isn't as pretty as you'd like to guess.

[eyesroll]

1. I take it the next post will be "Jolene," right?

I need to do some math or something.

[Magrittes Pipe]

2. Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jo-leeeeene...

I'm begging of you, please don't take my man.

Your beauty is beyond compare,
With flaming locks of auburn hair,
With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green.
Your smile is like the breath of spring,
Your voice is soft like summer rain,
And I cannot compete with you, Jolene.

You can have your choice of men,
But I could never love again.
He's the only one for me, Jolene.
I glad I had this talk with you,
My happiness depends on you
And whatever you decide to do, Jolene.

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jo-leeeeene...
I'm begging of you, please don't take my man.
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jo-leeeeene...
Please don't take him just because you can.

[Magrittes Pipe]

3. The time has come to say fair's fair,

To pay the rent now, to pay our share.
The time has come, a fact's a fact.
It bleongs to them, let's give it back.