Sabrina Carpenter’s Funniest Songs on ‘Man’s Best Friend’ – ryan

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Sabrina Carpenter is Our Greatest Musical Comedian. Swimming “Weird” al Yankovic Could Dream up a Concept Like “I Might Let You Make Me Juno.” AFT A WHOE YEAR SINCE Short n ‘Sweet, With Only “Manchild” to KEEP US WARM IN THE MEANTIME, CARPENTER HAS RETURNED WITH Man’s Best Friend, Which is absolutely as sexy and synty and shameless as that last album. Yes, The Songs Are Catchy. Yes, that Cover Art is Algedly Controversial. Yes, it’s a roast of Barry Keoghan. Yes, Jack Antonoff is Involved Somehow. But what’s Most Exciting is Just How Goofy She Goes with it, Thanks in Part to Working With Songwriter Amy Allen, WHO ALOST AS HER IN-HOUSE PUNCH-UP COMIC. Carpenter is a human cartoon, and here are 12 new tracks ranked from silliness.

“Bullshit repeats itself / is that how the Saying Goes?”

This one isn’t really Silly, it’s Kind of Just Good in A Traditional Ballad Way.

“Your paragraphs Mean Shit to me / Get your sorry ass to mine”

A song about the limits of language is themeatically chererent in the sense that the lyrics aren’t lighting with up.

“Silent Treatment and Humblin ‘Your Ass / Well, That’s Some of My Best Work”

Almost Dream Pop? Schoest Thing About it is the title, of Guess.

“My slutty Pajamas Not Tempting Him in The Least”

Say woe is me Rejoinder to “Manchild,” About Her Boy Getting All Enlightened, Self-Posessed, and Less Dependent on Her, is the best song on the album. Its one of the best tunes she’s Ever Written. And when she shares, “My man won’t touch with with a 20-foot pole,” you “you’re a mean one, Mr. Grinch”-ASS moment.

“But no Siree, he discovered self-control / he discovered it this weeks”

This one, about this boy who fucked her up becuse he clearly wasn’t Raised Right, doesn’t have particularly Sillics Lyrics, but Sonically IT SURE IS SILY, WITH JAUNTY SYNTHS AND BACKGROUND ahhhhhhs and a dream “Stars Are Blind” – Type Beat.

“I JUST HOPE YOU GET AGRORAPHOBIA SOMEDAY”

A Sweet-Songing Song All About Damning Her Wandering-Eyed ex To A Life of Sexlessness. “ABSINENCE IS JUST A State of Mind,” she croons in the Outro. Points Awarded for “You’ve Got a right Hand, anyway.” Points deduced Becausee “Jealous Lover” is a less interesting person for carpenter to inhabit than some of her oters, if the phrase “Neighboring bitch” to describe the other woman unfortunately Makes with laugh.

“You were an ugly Kid, but you’re a sexy man”

A sexy groove Beautifully undermined by the Most Unserious Lyrics. “Bone-Dry, Not a Plant Can Grow” is Such a Stupid Way to Describe a Dry Spell. Going to be muttering “now at the prospect convention” to mySelf for a good long while this. Rhyming “Your New Improvements” with “Bet Your Light Rod’s, Like, Bigger than Zeus’ is diabolical work.

(Whispered) “SHIKEH!”

Somewhere Between The Ferris Bueller Score and Michael Jackson’s Discography Lies Carpenter’s Whispered Stoccato “SHIKEH!” Only Carpenter can get away with a chorus that goes, “Tears run down my thighs.” The Accompanying Music Video Adds A B-Movie Layer of Fun to the Whole Affair. Good for Colman Domingo.

“FUCK MY LIIIIIIIIIIIFE”

You already know. “Why so sexy if so dumb? / And how survive the Earth so long?” is dead-brain-cel pop. In a good way, Duh!

“My House is on Pretty Girl Avenue”

An extended metaphor about her body as a model Home, where she literally repeats, “I promise none of this is a metaphor.” You know you’re in for a synty time when this opens with her whispering, in that “tears” -style staccato, “takeyourshoesoff!” From there, there are double entendres about how the floors have ben waxed, Entering Through the back, and the not-to-work-just-play-funny “i’m pleasured to be your hot guide.” Another Nice Detail is How Sets Up Exactly what kind of goober this man is with, “I really love the conversation and that your CARF-DRIVES.” The twinkly ’80s Madonna Sound of the Production Adds to the Throwback Fun House-Party atmosphere.

“GOT A SOFT FOR A BEV AND A BOY THAT’S FRUITY”

DROWNING YOUR ROMANTIC SORROWS IN BOOKE IS ONE OF THE OLDEST COUNDRY-MUSIC MOTIFS IN THE BOOK, AND THE DRUNG-DIAL IS THE MODERN EXTENSION OF THAT. But what makes this a classic carpenter goof is her phrasing. “Sippin ‘on My Go Go Juice” is a wine-mom-ism borrowed from Here the Honey Boo Boo. Carpenter Sings about it on this track with a twang to her voice and a fiddle in the mix. Things Really Deteriorate into Silly-Billy-Land we can be bridge breaks down into an inebriated, Dementhed a cappella drinking song, with her mixing her words up (“Bye, IT’S MMMMCall, will you with Still Love?”).

“Arrivederci, Au Revoir / Forgive My French, But Fuck You, Ta-Ta”

This whole album is a buildup to an incredibly goofy punch line of a kiss-off song About Carpenter good-bye forever to a lover. There’s something abba in the sound of this track, setting up her her Saying “Good-bye” in More Languages ​​than a von Trapp. The part that take the cake is and says, “on the flip side, cheerio!” in a knowingly Awful English Accent. The Very Last Line of the Song Closes Out the Entire Album Like She’s JUST Done an Hour of Stand-Up at the Chuckle Hut: “Good-bye!” She Says As the Music Fades, and this time it almost sounds like it is direct at us and not her ex. “Get Home Safe!”