Cover My, Cover My, You Can Cover My Poker Face

I know I’ve posted some good covers here to take your mind off of them, but after putting you all through unspeakable horrors likeWoodhandsandRock Plaza CentralI can’t help feeling like I still have something to make up to you people. So here’s Daughtry taking thatridiculous Poker Face songandturning it into something perfectly listenable.

By the way, is there a name for what happens when you really don’t like something yet it gets stuck in your head all the damn time? Right now all I can come up with to call that feeling is Poker Face.

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