Hi-Fi Saturday! Blurred Lines Edition!

The only member of the Thicke family I was aware of, until the other day at least, was Alan Thicke, who played Mr. Seaver on Growing Pains.

Well, Alan Thicke has a son, Robin, who is apparently an “R&B singer-songwriter” and has this song out that’s a big hit called Blurred Lines

I’ve heard it before; it’s a catchy tune, but I never really paid attention to the lyrics… until last Sunday at Christie’s when that one girl performed during it!

Bridget

Hoo boy that’s a dirty little song! Pretty fast paced too….! Now I pretty much retired from dancing about 5 years ago, but if I DO get up and dance, I don’t believe I should have to pay for that lap dance song!

Anyway… I attached the video for Blurred Lines; the uncensored one, by the way. I normally don’t put nudity on here but, as you’ll notice, Robin Thick feels the need to plaster #THICKE all over the video, like you won’t know who he is. Like I said… I didn’t! So to make up for the excessive hashtagging this NSFW video contains exposed breasts.

And… the lyrics…

[Intro: Pharrell]
Everybody get up
Everybody get up
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
 
[Verse 1: Robin Thicke]
If you can’t hear what I’m trying to say
If you can’t read from the same page
Maybe I’m going deaf (Hey, hey, hey)
Maybe I’m going blind (Hey, hey, hey)
Maybe I’m out of my mind
 
[Pharell:] Everybody get up
 
[Pre-chorus: Robin Thicke]
OK now he was close, tried to domesticate you
But you’re an animal, baby, it’s in your nature
Just let me liberate you (Hey, hey, hey)
You don’t need no papers (Hey, hey, hey)
That man is not your maker
 
[Chorus: Robin Thicke]
And that’s why I’m gon’ take a good girl
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
You’re a good girl
Can’t let it get past me
You’re far from plastic
Talk about getting blasted
I hate these blurred lines
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
But you’re a good girl
The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty
Go ahead, get at me
 
[Pharell:] Everybody get up
 
[Verse 2: Robin Thicke]
What do they make dreams for
When you got them jeans on
What do we need steam for
You the hottest bitch in this place
I feel so lucky (Hey, hey, hey)
You wanna hug me (Hey, hey, hey)
What rhymes with hug me? (Hey, hey, hey)
 
[Pre-chorus: Robin Thicke]
OK now he was close, tried to domesticate you
But you’re an animal, baby it’s in your nature
Just let me liberate you (Hey, hey, hey)
You don’t need no papers (Hey, hey, hey)
That man is not your maker (Hey, hey, hey)
 
[Chorus: Robin Thicke]
And that’s why I’m gon’ take a good girl
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
You’re a good girl
Can’t let it get past me
You’re far from plastic
Talk about getting blasted
 
[Pharell:] Everybody get up
 
I hate these blurred lines
I know you want it
I hate them lines
I know you want it
I hate them lines
I know you want it
But you’re a good girl
The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty
Go ahead, get at me
 
[Verse 3: T.I.]
One thing I ask of you
Let me be the one you back that ass to
Go, from Malibu, to Paris, boo
Yeah, I had a bitch, but she ain’t bad as you
So hit me up when you passing through
I’ll give you something big enough to tear your ass in two
Swag on, even when you dress casual
I mean it’s almost unbearable
Then, honey you’re not there when I’m
With my foresight bitch you pay me by
Nothing like your last guy, he too square for you
He don’t smack that ass and pull your hair like that
So I just watch and wait for you to salute
But you didn’t pick
Not many women can refuse this pimpin’
I’m a nice guy, but don’t get it if you get with me
 
[Bridge: Robin Thicke]
Shake the vibe, get down, get up
Do it like it hurt, like it hurt
What you don’t like work?
 
[Pre-chorus: Robin Thicke]
Baby can you breathe? I got this from Jamaica
It always works for me, Dakota to Decatur, uh huh
No more pretending
Hey, hey, hey
Cause now you winning
Hey, hey, hey
Here’s our beginning
 
[Chorus: Robin Thicke]
I always wanted a good girl
 
(Pharell: Everybody get up)
 
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
You’re a good girl
Can’t let it get past me
You’re far from plastic
Talk about getting blasted
I hate these blurred lines
 
(Pharell: Everybody get up)
 
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
But you’re a good girl
The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty
Go ahead, get at me
 
[Outro: Pharrell]
Everybody get up
Everybody get up
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
 

Enjoy your weekend folks!

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