John Deacon.
I really shouldn’t have to say anything more. This is a crappy list song. I hate list songs. In the list he is on vacation and meets a woman who he then can’t find and then does…
It’s like a shitty movie, Summer Lovers or something. It makes Friday by that Rebecca Black chick seem like genius.
Freddie does his best but this is the band’s nadir.
Grade: F
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