Songs I Bet New York Times Columnists Sing To Themselves When They Are Alone -The Toast

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Ross Douthat: Iggy Azalea, “Fancy”

who dat
who dat
Ross Douthat
Douthat

Maureen Dowd: Bon Jovi, “It’s My Life”

I don’t wanna be another face in the crowd
gonna hear my voice when I shout Maureen Dowd
it’s my life

Paul Krugman: Poison, “Every Rose Has Its Thorn”

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like ol’ Paul Krugman sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn

Frank Bruni: Jason Derulo, “Talk Dirty To Me”

Been around the world, don’t speak the language
But your booty don’t need explaining
All I really need to understand is
When you talk dirty, Bruni
Talk dirty, Bruni
Talk dirty, Bruni
Talk dirty, Bruni

Nicholas D. Kristof: Taylor Swift, “Shake It Off”

But I keep cruising
Can’t stop, won’t stop moving
It’s like I got this music
In my mind
Saying, “It’s gonna be alright.”

‘Cause the players gonna play, play, play, play, play
And the haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate
Baby, I’m just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
I shake Kristof, shake Kristof
Heart-breakers gonna break, break, break, break, break
And the fakers gonna fake, fake, fake, fake, fake
Baby, I’m just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
I shake Kristof, shake Kristof

Thomas L. Friedman: Bone Thugs N Harmony, “Weed Man”

Keep smokin’
I’m the Friedman, I’m the Friedman, I’m the Friedman
Keep on chokin’ — I’m the Friedman, I’m the Friedman;
Yeah boy, wear corduroy
I’ve gotta keep on smokin
‘m the Friedman, I’m the Friedman, I’m the Friedman

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