It’s often funny how songs come about. At the office one day we were talking about our favorite cell phones. Mine was a Razr. I’d probably still be using it but it was in my shirt pocket while I was looking around tide pools and it went for a swim. I said something like, “My favorite was a Razr but it fell in the ocean.”
An office mate said that it sounded like a country song. Some minutes later I said, “I’ve got it. ‘My razor fell in the ocean and now I can’t slit my wrists.'” The entire office went, “ooooo!” and to me that meant there was something good to be gotten from it.