Am I getting sensitive or is the world becoming a grubbier place? It is a little confronting when you hear your kids singing happily along to the catchy tune “Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it, And we start real slow, You just put your lips together, And you come real close, Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby - Here we go”.
You then have to tell them, while they sang it beautifully, they cannot sing that in public. Of course, the next obvious question from the always curious youngsters is ‘why not?’ Nice one Flo Rida. How do you explain to a 6-10 year old (hopefully they have not already been graphically informed by the kid at school that has four older brothers and sisters) all about fillatio…the old
standby ‘because I said so’ explanation springs to mind and seems very appropriate in this circumstance and maybe backed up by a few threats of dark rooms and blank walls for many weeks to come to impress upon them your commitment to this ruling.
I can’t wait for the end of term school concert or calisthenics comp for this tune to be innocently included BECAUSE if nothing else, it is a great tune and extremely catchy – even if you can’t ‘whistle baby, whistle baby'– it is going to happen and heads will roll. I will be the one laughing in the aisle.
I thought this was only a recent loosening of morals but this heavy innuendo in songs has been around a little longer and I have not been paying attention. I was however, today listening to the soundtrack from ‘Rock of Ages’ and included in this is a song called Pour Some Sugar on Me by Def Leppard and well…more of the same, rather funny and I would say bordering on an art form - they are truely cheesey lyrics.
Enjoy the mullets (the height of Rock fashion in the 1980's) – that on its own is an art form. I will leave you with these poetic lyrics from the lads from Def Leppard ‘Pour your sugar on me oh I can't get enough, I'm hot sticky sweet from my head to my feet yeah…’