Always Touched by Your Presence, Dear  Seven for Blondie heaven
O lonely rock creep, you used to have the escort girls come over
to dance at your government-assisted apartment, and over their
shoulder on the wall was that printed-out Internet picture of
Debbie Harry where her eyes are waxy off some kind of pill they
quit making in the '80s and you can see right up to where she's
not wearing underwear, and that's what you'd really be looking
at the whole time. You even had it framed. You disgust me. And
you don't even know anything about Blondie. I hate you. Top
seven to steal for real:  7. "Susie and Jeffrey" (1980)  Cloggy
on campy melodrama and about as lyrical as a phone book, but
it's a true story: Susie and Jeffrey really did crash their car
into the studio wall while Blondie were recording Autoamerican,
and funny thing was they both turned out to be HUGE fans who
just happened to have copies of their OWN record in the front
seat. They got famous, but only as Debbie Harry making fun of
them a few times