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I’m doing everything I can not to study for exams so I took the liberty of making this JFF version of Blank Space… thought you might enjoy it.
Well Happy fucking Thursday to me! We got this email in the Bottlegate inbox last night (Bottlegatecle@gmail.com for those of you that are interested) and my jaw dropped to the floor. I INSTANTLY pulled up the video from YouTube and mouthed the words along with the beat with a smile on my face. Toe tapping and shimmying all around the room like a god damn maniac. Taylor Swift and Johnny Fuckin Football combined into one musical masterpiece. I’m happier than a pig in shit right now.
(Press play and follow along with the lyrics)
- Johnny Football
- Where you been?
- We could do some incredible things
- Magic, madness, losses, wins
- Saw you there and I thought oh my god
- Look at that arm, off the field issues, cause for alarm
- Next week’s game, wanna playyyyyyy?
- Holcomb, Couch, Detmer, Frye
- You’re on all of the magazines
- Show us you can let it fly
- We all know how good you could be
- So hey, lead our team
- You already know the fans will cream
- Grab your helmet, put on for The Land
- We tend to make the good guys bad in a season
- So you’re gonna be the franchise
- Or you’re gonna go down in flames
- I’ll let you know when it’s over
- If there were highs or simply pain
- Got a long list of ex-QBs
- They’ll tell you we’re insane
- But you know we love our Brownies
- So let’s pop champagne
- Cause you’re young and you’re reckless
- But you could carry us far
- It’ll leave us breathless
- Or leave a nasty scar
- Got a long list of ex-QBs
- They’ll tell you we’re insane
- But we got a black space Johnny
- And we’ll write your name
- Heisman trophy
- Lookin fly
- You could show us incredible things
- Throwing touchdowns, sprinting by
- We’re the Browns Johnny you’re the QB
- Quinn, Wynn, and Anderson
- All our QBs for a month
- But the best is yet to come
- Ohwoahhhhhh
- Gordon, Cameron, Playoff births
- You could make all the tables turn
- Johnny Football watcha worth?
- Pettine second guessing you like oh my god
- Who is he? Hoyer’s benched finally
- Now you’ll come in and throw TDs
- Cause Johnny we’re a nightmare you’re like a daydream
- So you’re gonna be the franchise
- Or you’re gonna go down in flames
- I’ll let you know when it’s over
- If there were highs or simply pain
- Got a long list of ex-QBs
- They’ll tell you we’re insane
- But you know we love our Brownies
- So let’s pop champagne
- Cause you’re young and you’re reckless
- But you could carry us far
- It’ll leave us breathless
- Or leave a nasty scar
- Got a long list of ex-QBs
- They’ll tell you we’re insane
- But we got a black space Johnny
- And we’ll write your name
- We’ve never had a QB yeah it’s torture
- Don’t say I didn’t say I didn’t warn ya
- We’ve never had a QB yeah it’s torture
- Don’t say I didn’t say I didn’t warn you
- So you’re gonna be the franchise
- Or you’re gonna go down in flames
- I’ll let you know when it’s over
- If there were highs or simply pain
- Got a long list of ex-QBs
- They’ll tell you we’re insane
- But you know we love our Brownies
- So let’s pop champagne
- Cause you’re young and you’re reckless
- But you could carry us far
- It’ll leave us breathless
- Or with a nasty scar
- Got a long list of ex-QBs
- They’ll tell you we’re insane
- But we got a black space Johnny
And we’ll write your name
.@JManziel2 Got a long list of ex-lovers
Theyll tell u I'm insane
But Ive got a blank space baby
& I'll write ur name http://t.co/A5nKxfvPgs—
(@Bottlegate) December 04, 2014
Huge thanks to Jacob aka @uajaguar24 for the lyrics. He killed it.
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