Don't let your babies grow up to be Pussycats
Further tales of inappropriate parenting:Watching burlesque-troupe-
turned-pop-group the Pussycat Dolls prowl around the stage's cage-like scaffolding in garter belts and see-through half-shirts for a bunch of 8-year-olds and middle-age men was kind of like attending a peep show with your niece. Only not "like" that so much as actually that. While listening to the little girls in the next row cooing along to lyrics like "don't cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me" was a decidedly unnerving experience, there's something refreshing about a group that is so open about the more pornographic elements of their songs, so brazenly honest about the pop-and-thrust that pervades contemporary pop.
Who takes their children to these things? Oh, right, the same people who take their kids to Hooters for dinner (where kids eat for free on Sundays). Are these the family values we hear so much about?
Stinky ... but still entertaining [Seattle Times]
posted by fabulous girl at
2:15 PM
2 Comments:
OMG, the word is "raw"? Here I've been singing and dancing along to "wrong" for like year!
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Rainster, at 6:56 PM
Clearly you've only listened to it a hundred times - once you get into the thousands, the lyrics become surprisingly clear ... I'm told. I can forgive its politically incorrect message because it's a great driving song. For adults.
By
fabulous girl, at 10:32 AM
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