your sex takes me to paradise?
if that weird eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh OOH doesn’t drive you insane through this song, the lyrics will.
singing about sex and getting lucky is nothing new in popular music. hell, in granddad’s era, cole porter and others were clever about it:
fast forward some decades. i’m the mom who drives through the carpool line, windows open, with this gem on:
in short, years and years of lyricists have talked about getting laid in clever and amusing ways. meanwhile, bruno mars, who actually is kind of adorbs as the kids might say, is clinical in his assessment: your sex takes me to paradise.
really? why not draw a diagram, too, while you’re at it.
in short, dude, you have a catchy song, albeit one with an irritating sound effect (what the hell IS that thing that goes eh, anyway?) but you lose me completely when you get all technical with me. it has all the charm and romance of 5th grade family life education class.
bruno, bruno, bruno. let me give you some advice. it might help you write better songs for the ladies. mike damone’s five point plan.
always remember, bruno. whenever possible, put on side one of led zeppelin IV.
you are welcome to take issue with my selections in the comments. (some people are still taking issue with what i wrote over 5 years ago about the song wildfire… on my old blog. and wow, who knew those fans would be so nasty!) also, if you have nominees for songs you loathe (and which i’ve not written about already), feel free to share.
i take requests.