Carolina is from the rather wearying Gemstones album and pretty much sums up that record in about three minutes - great in parts, infuriatingly banal in others. At first listen it's a rather annoying novelty song filled with nob jokes ("there's her hand now on the cock sock/filled with white tears from the thrift store") all set to a tune you'll either fall in love with or instantly despise.

Yet, when looked at deeper, it's actually about coming to terms with the loss of a baby as lines such as "flying high on birth control/she knows rejections in her bones" would indicate. But it's the fact that Green rhymes 'Carolina' with 'vagina' that most people will remember this song for. And that's something of a shame.