She's Miley Cyrus. No, wait, she's Michelle Branch. Or is it LeAnn Rimes? Actually, she sounds a little like Avril Lavigne on that track. But she's trying to be Shania Twain.

But hey, who cares, she's actually not that bad. She's clean-cut, cute and not untalented — a real country girl.

Taylor Swift's second album sounds like her diary put to music. And what occupies almost every teenage girl's thoughts most of the time? Boys, boys, boys.

But these aren't mass-produced pop songs a la Britney Spears… Taylor Swift has written (or at least co-written) every song on this album. And she's not afraid to say what's on her mind - I wouldn't be surprised if there are a couple teenage boys frantically trying to figure out if track five was written about them.

And darnit, but the tunes are catchy. I found myself humming 'You Belong With Me' ("She wears short skirts/I wear t-shirts/she's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers") while I was drawing money at the ATM the other day. She seems to have a knack for writing catchy songs that stick in your head for hours on end.

This album could have been The Album when I was fourteen. It could have been the soundtrack to my early high school days - but now that I'm older and marginally wiser, it all seems a bit silly.

Don't expect deep lyrics and life-changing insights from this album. It's bubblegum-pop-country music, and it'll most likely end up on your daughter's iPod (if it hasn't already). This could become one of those guilty pleasures album that you carefully hide behind your Green Day and My Chemical Romance collection.