This song is fucking terrible, fuck everything about it, and Robert Palmer can go die in the street.
This song is fucking terrible, fuck everything about it, and Robert Palmer can go die in the street.
Well in a hotel room anyways.
Palmer died from a sudden heart attack in a Paris hotel room on 26 September 2003 at age 54. He had been in the French capital after recording a television appearance in London for Yorkshire TV, a retrospective titled My Kinda People.
Well in a hotel room anyways.
Palmer died from a sudden heart attack in a Paris hotel room on 26 September 2003 at age 54. He had been in the French capital after recording a television appearance in London for Yorkshire TV, a retrospective titled My Kinda People.
... fuck everything about it ...
LAWRZ, tell me how you really feel! Holy shit is this the greatest response that I did not expect!
E: You just find Robert Palmer ... simply irresisteble.
> ... fuck everything about it ...
LAWRZ, tell me how you really feel! Holy shit is this the greatest response that I did not expect!
E: You just find Robert Palmer ... simply irresisteble.
(post is archived)