Might be the the sweep of the city lights, the fluttering candles, dreamy house, sparkling glasses of red, or the heart's tug at a distant and blurred memory of some sweet young thing that made you desperate to say those words, but in the space of four minutes Toby Keith made a respectable woman out of Tommy Lee's ex bleach blond.
Maybe that's not exactly it, more like you wouldn't notice Mattel tattoo'd on her sweet little plastic backside this time. That's about pretension not surgery. I'm thinking it's the wine. Not that the views to LA aren't teh killer, but, the wine, well, you know how that goes.
Still. It's an image Heather has never played to, and damn if she ain't the girl next door after all.
Never saw that coming.
YouTube video is here.
The Wine Commonsewer