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I was sad to hear that some network censors thought that some of the lyrics of "Start Me Up" were too risque for the Superbowl halftime show. This was the one part of the Superbowl I actually WATCHED... not intentionally, of course, but Andrew had it on, so how could I ignore Mick Jagger's little cigarette-shaped legs prancing all over the stage like an evil British monkey on speed?

I have this to say: if I were the kind of girl who could "make a dead man come," I'd be a pretty pleased little filly.