Like who Tracy Chapman had in mind when she sang "The Promise"...if it's the man she loved and it didn't last, or orphans in Bolivia, or her own australian shepherd (ok, I just made that up...does she even have a dog? I'm just living my dog dream vicariously through a music artist...)
I'd rather just attribute the song to whoever it fits at the moment, without the baggage of some sad story (or possibly worse, maybe the song was just the product of a whim of the moment, self-inspired). If you know and think it would hurt me to hear, please, I'd probably be better off not knowing.
Also, no one needs to know the chemical composition of hot dogs. But that's always been a given.
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