Everyone has sung the wrong lyrics to songs, but I shouted the lyrics to a particular hit all summer at clubs in New Orleans, two weddings and fund-raiser not knowing why I got such strange looks. First of all, I thought Blurred Lines was called For a Good Time. I haven’t loved a song for dancing this much since INXS’s What You Need and you know I love to dance.
I knew there was controversy surrounding the video since Robin Thicke’s wife divorced him after it was released. I had heard there were topless dancers, but I lost my boobs last year and I love and appreciate real ones since mine are now 100% fake. I thought, Big deal.
A DJ played the song during an outdoor festival last weekend and I sang along as usual. Then I turned to my husband, Danny and said, “I have got to learn the lyrics to this song.” I tried to keep from dancing, but it was tough. After the song played in my head Sunday, I sat down on Monday and checked out the unedited video.
Here’s the unrated version I found offensive. WARNING: Naked boob alert for those of you at work. You may want to watch the tamer version at the bottom of the article.
Oh. My. God. Okay. So I used to draw naked people all the time in college and I appreciate women and men’s bodies, but coupled (bad word choice?) with the offensive lyrics, it left me with a bad taste in my mouth. (Sorry. I couldn’t help myself). It was all about gratuitous sex and booty calling. Hey babe. You want to get lucky? It’s bartime.
“I know you want it.” So I knew that part of the song and I get that they’re naked and strutting across the stage like they want it, but what about the singers? They’re in the background staring, ogling, and fully clothed like they’re in a strip joint. My mind begged the question, what’s the message of the song? Hot girls get laid?
Did you notice how the models looked directly into the camera? It reminded me of this painting equally popular and controversial. Manet’s Luncheon on the Grass raised eyebrows and the ire of the community when it was unveiled in 1863. We’ve come a long way baby, or have we?