Midnight Star, Weird Al
What I heard: Tell me, tell me, tell me how to make my frostbite grow.
What it really is: Tell me, tell me, tell me how to make my bustline grow.
In a song lampooning tabloid weirdness, either line could fit. Making one's frostbite grow would definitely be the stranger of the two, and definitely shows my twisted way of thinking.
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