Good old Will I Am. He was recently involved in a song that paid tribute to "my humps, my humps, my lovely lady lumps", and here he teams up with the Pussycat Dolls to proclaim that "it don't mean a thing if you're looking at my beep, I'm a do my thing while you're playing with your beep". As Vanilla Ice may say, he's a lyrical poet, in fact, if his rhyme was a drug, he'd sell it by the gramme.
Apart from the presence of Mr Black Eyed Peas, this is pretty standard pop/R&B fare for the Las Vegas girl group. It slinks along, bumping and grinding and no doubt making some valid points about censorship as it does so. Yet for a band who are so reliant on their image, the whole thing is oddly sexless - it's so bland, so dull, just so damn safe.
It is quite useful though in making one feel rather patriotic. For there are many things that the Americans do better than us Brits (TV drama, customer service, enormous chocolate muffins), but when compared to our very own Girls Aloud or Sugababes, we've still got the upper hand when it comes to girl bands.
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