"I don't need you and your brand new Benz
Or your bourgie friends
And I don't need love looking like diamonds
Looking like diamonds"
Could this be a maturation for Ke$ha? Not as far as lyrical composition, but song content? Love is more valuable a commodity than cars and gemstones? Sounds like a remake of "Love Don't Cost a Thing" by J. Lo.
"Get sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy
Get sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy
Imma get sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy
Imma get sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy"
Never mind.
"You can't imagine the immensity of the f*ck I'm not giving
About your money and man servant at the mansion you live in
And I don't wanna go places where all my ladies can't get in
Grab a bottle, some boys, and let's take it back to my basement"
Imagine the immensity of the F you're not giving? Seriously? Aren't there better ways of saying you're unimpressed by material possessions?
"And get sleazy, sick of all your lines, so cheesy
Sorry daddy, but I'm not that easy
I'm not gonna sit here while you circle jerk it and work it
Imma take it back to where my man and my girls is"
I can't help but laugh at Ke$ha complaining about cheesy lines. Has she looked at her own lyrics?
Also, "artists" of today, please stop calling members of the opposite sex mommy and daddy. It sounds wrong, so, so wrong. Finally, why are you at the club talking to men when your man is at home?
"Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum
The beat's so phat, gonna make me come
Um, um, um, over to your place!"
This makes it on the air? I suppose "skeet skeet skeet" was ok, so this can pass too? What are people thinking? I'm glad it didn't chart above 51, but to make it that high? People must be high.
"I don't mean to critique on your seduction technique
But your money's not impressing me, it's kinda weak
That you really think you're gonna get my rocks off
Get my top and socks off, by showing me the dollars in your drop box"
Ironic coming from the singer of "Take It Off," no?
"Me and all my friends, we don't buy bottles, we bring 'em
We take the drinks from the tables when you get up and leave 'em
And I don't care if you stare and you call us scummy
Cause we ain't after your affection, and sure as hell not your money, honey"
If you're bringing a bottle to the club, why are you stealing drinks from people when they leave the table? We know you're after being called scummy. We know you WANT people to stare. The rest of your message in your songs is about embracing freakdom, so I guess this is just re-enforcing that. I give her points for consistency. That doesn't change the fact that she's a no talent performer with a flimsy voice and awful subject matter.
You have to admit though- "Imagine the immensity of the F I'm not giving." is a pretty elaborate way of saying "I don't give a F.". LOL!!!
ReplyDeleteThe beat is tight (par usual for songs today), but as usual the lyrics are pretty banal.