Youngster me listening to something other than Seany B…
Heard a song on the radio yesterday and thought to myself,
Yes, those are THE most awful lyrics in the history of awful lyrics.
A sample for your consideration:
Go on and flaunt it, ha!
Whatcha mama gave you, ha!
Let my bass line rearrange you, ha!
This track's designed to make you cream
It's an old song (check it out here – or don't), a few years at least, and for those of you playing along in a country other than Australia, I sincerely hope it never reached your airwaves although I have a sneaking suspicion it did some business on the dancefloors of Europe. For mine, when a song features (their word) someone by the name of Seany B, nothing good can be expected.
Maybe I'm ungrateful but if you're going to design a song to do something for me, why not make it useful?….like, say, This track's designed to make your lunch. I was on my way home from the gym and in no mood for soggy underpants. But I could have absolutely gone a chicken salad.