You know, far be it from me to second-guess the great Barbra Streisand, but what is her deal? Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes and snowflakes that stay on her nose and eyelashes really, really do not require the emotion volcano she's throwing out there. Get a grip, Barbra. Or at least save the anguish for the bee stings.
What’s in a name?
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and while we're talking, what is with the ja, ja, ja, ja, ja, ja, jingle stuff? Just a weird album if you ask me, and you didn't, but there it is nonetheless. See you soon!
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