Lyrics, Karma, and the Hot Hot Heat

How do people feel about loving a song but not loving the message a song's poetry sends?

The track below is a mild example. Sarcastic wishes for vengeful romantic karma.

And, if, with mild, I'm referring to salsa, which I can be if you want me to be, look no further than Tupac for the hot hot heat.

I think Willie Nelson might have written Funny How Time Slips Away. Not sure how this version was originally released, however. Maybe on a CD single that's not available on Amazon anymore? Maybe only on Al Green's More Greatest Hits.

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