Monday, July 11, 2005

It Wasn't Me.

I've always wanted to comment on this song by Shaggy that got played on the radio quite a bit some time ago but I never got around to it till today. (I was actually reminded of it last night when I heard it playing over the radio.)

It starts with a conversation that goes something like this:

(Yo man) Yo
(Open up man) What do you want man?
(My girl just caught me)
You let her catch you?
(I don't know how I let this happen)
With who?
(The girl next door, you know?) Man...
(I don't know what to do) Say it wasn't you

One would assume that the two are close friends and the one in brackets just got kicked out of the house for sleeping with his next door neighbour.

Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creeping with the girl next door
Picture this we were both butt-naked
banging on the bathroom floor
How could I forget
That I had given her an extra key
All this time she was standing there
She never took her eyes off me

Seems like his girlfriend caught him sleeping with his next door neighbour. Let's just ignore the fact that the bathroom floor's one of the most uncomfortable places to actually have sex...

How you can grant the woman access to your villa
Trespasser and a witness while you cling on your pillow
You better watch your back before she turn into a killer
Best for you and the situation not to call the beaner
To be a true player you have to know how to play
If she say you're not, convince her say you're gay
Never admit to a word when she say makes a claim
And you tell her baby no way

Shaggy, of course, gives advice like only Shaggy can...

But she caught me on the counter
(It wasn't me)
Saw me banging on the sofa
(It wasn't me)
I even had her in the shower
(It wasn't me)
She even caught me on camera
(It wasn't me)
She saw the marks on my shoulder
(It wasn't me)
Heard the words that I told her
(It wasn't me)
Heard the screams getting louder
(It wasn't me)
She stayed until it was over

This part of course actually made me give the song a whole lot more thought than I should've. Interestingly enough, said wronged party stayed on for the whole marathon sex session. I mean...basically, this dude was caught with his pants down in the kitchen, sofa and the bathroom. Not only that, said girlfriend filmed the whole thing. Uhm...Leads one to believe that we're talking about one heck of a voyeuristic significant other here. So the issue that these guys may be talking about might not be his philanderin' ways but his girlfriend's voreuristic tendencies?

...Hmmm...Random thoughts running through my head when I'm listening to the car radio...makes one wonder how I actually got my driver's license.


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