Josh writes:
Just quickly (again): "Loosen up my buns"? What, they couldn't find a rhyme for "Stick it in my ass"? Grass, glass, class, Quatermass -- there's plenty, for Christ's sake!
Oh no, according to the lyrics, it's "Loosen up my buttons". Maybe I have a particularly dirty mind, but I've listened to that song a few times now, and I haven't once heard two syllables there. And frankly, when your other songs feature such pearls as:
Looking for your hot stuff
Baby, I need it
Looking for your hot stuff
Baby, tonight
I want your hot stuff
I got to feel it
Got to have your hot stuff
Got to have your love tonight
you don't get the benefit of the doubt. Kids these days...
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