Let's take the very catchy upbeat song "Honeymoon Day". If I ever get married, I'm considering having it in my wedding.
It starts out like your average hip hop girl-have-sex-with-me-soon song: (this is part of the refrain that is repeated over and over again)
Girl just take off yo socks Let me lick on yo feetOkay, so I'm picturing a sweaty dance floor and some grinding women. Clearly he wants to go home with one of them... perhaps just for one night. Right?
I’ll rub yo body & watch you roll yo eyes to the ceiling
Won’t you lay on down Let my face be yo linen
C’mon and sho me yo ways This is our honeymoon dayThat's interesting. I guess "honeymoon day" is a euphemism for something.
So then he goes through more sex stuff... He wants her to dance for him. Blah blah. He keeps talking about how "We've been waiting for this day." Okay, whatever.
Soon after that we get into the main lyrics of the song, delivered via rap.
It’s ya charming one ranked at number oneHUH? It's ACTUALLY about a honeymoon day?! (and he's going to do what with his seeds?! And why can't he see her face and why is she nodding?)
The one you know to go to When you need some lovin’ to come
(rrah )
And even though I’m just A hop & a skip and a jump
Away baby sometimes We role play the funk (uh)
yo secret thing like a one night fling
that just happened to be married to you and
gave you a ring so no… guilt just pleasure
so much dat it’s known to tilt the measure
yo touch has been known to ease my pressure
oh my God!
it’s so incredible the way he shaped your bod
ingenious mixing soft wit hard
little sweet little heat spicy hot
gotta a lot a seeds wanna put in yo sod
I can’t see your face If ya feel me just knod
Girl yous da picket fence house and the yard
da picket fence house and the yard
hu huhhh
It sure is. The last section of lyrics before the last refrain goes like this (parentheses surround the lyrics sung by the crowd):
When I say true you say loveSo it's all about honeymoon sex.
True (love) true (love)
You got a wedding ring (put it up put it up)
You wore ya bling bling (throw it up throw it up)
Oh yeah it’s on baby I’ve waited for this so long
Oh yeah it’s on baby when I hang up the phone I’m gone!
We gonna bail collect that mail let’s go to the hotel and…
Skip the reception girl lets head to the limo
Tinted window hard to find like Nemo
Real Cancun real honeymoon like woo
You can find us on the beach you know
I’m in heaven daily cuz I’m lovin this the physical bliss
Come here baby give me a kiss
It's a song about honeymoon sex. It's a song about not having sex until marriage, and then having really raunchy f*ck-me honeymoon sex.
That's so dirty... and yet... so pure...
...and yet, so so dirty (remember the seed and the sod above):
Check it outJust in case you missed it, let me repeat a part of that...
I told yo Mama don’t wait up Don’t check up on us
Don’t call we handled it all I’m ready to bust
& I’m really hoping yo daughter can handle my lust
you done had yo chance now that land is handed to us
pop’s knows how it goes shewt any man does
fine daughter like his can’t afford to miss love
& I’m a give it to her sho nuff without a flub
give it her like a fat man giving himself grub
You think we waited for nothing my bloods pumping
needs go to where it’s needed the most
relieve something shewt certain parts of me resemble a mule
stiff and stubborn it’s like I’m Rosa Parks on the stool
(rrrgh)
We going all out hittin’ the balls out
Coming deep from the soul Like a Lou Rawls shout
People next door screamin who let the dogs out
Man it’s our honeymoon we here to knock the walls out
You think we waited for nothing my bloods pumpingThat's really nice.
needs go to where it’s needed the most
relieve something shewt certain parts of me resemble a mule
stiff and stubborn it’s like I’m Rosa Parks on the stool
(rrrgh)
I love Arrested Development. :)
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