Robyn’s Girl Gang Kinda Gives Me The Creeps
I don’t mind If it’s the cold and sadistic you like But now I’m thinking Who’s wearing your trousers now She’s no good Oh stop pretending she’s misunderstood I heard her saying it’s either me or her Smell the coffee, boy, and open your eyes Life’s too long for you to get it wrong
(We’ll unpack the implications of that “wearing your trousers” bit at another time.) In contrast, on “I’ve Got Your Man,” Robyn is assisted by a bunch of girls ready to do her harmonizing bidding, as on the chorus:
Your man he told me That he’s tired of the shit you got He took one hit And said my good shit keeps him coming back He likes it tight And said your shit is just a little slack Girl don’t get mad at me I’m only telling you the fact
I don’t know about you, but the notion of 30 women, as opposed to a single lady, throwing out singsong allegations regarding the tautness of one’s ladyparts is absolutely horrifying. And what I’m trying to figure out is this: Would it be different if it were just Robyn doing it up? Or did I just have a rough time of it in my formative friendships-with-other-females years? The Sweptaways [MySpace] The Sweptaways & Robyn: I’ve Got Your Man [YouTube via DontStopThePop]