This shit is bananas. (Sorry, Honey.)

What we have here is a line-by-line analysis of the lyrics to Gwen Stefani's "Hollaback Girl." I like this song a lot, and it's lack of evident meaning doesn't bother me at all. Usually, this stuff does bother me a lot, but sometimes nonsense is okay. Anyway, an excerpt:

Oooh, this my shit, this my shit [repeated four times]
By calling her exercise routines “shit,” Gwen is showing us that for all her bravado, the character in this song secretly suffers from profound self-esteem issues. She is a complex antiheroine for an age of changing gender attitudes and expectations.

Who doesn't love a thorough and insightful analysis of nonsense? Lewis Carroll, are ya feelin' me yet?