Random Crap That Bugs Me...

Some songs bug me.  Especially the ones about sex when my daughters are in the car.  When I was their  age, "Jack and Diane," by John Cougar (not yet Mellencamp) was a big hit.  My father hated that song and forbade my sister and me from listening to it (which is odd, since he wasn't exactly the Father/Preacher from Footloose type).  So, we did what any normal preteens would do.  We recorded it off the radio on our boom box and listened to it over and over again trying to figure out what the hell was so bad about it.  He busted us one day playing the tape, and he came in, hit eject and stomped on the tape.  To this day, I'm still not sure what he found so offensive, but I'm guessing it was this:

Jacky's gonna be a football star
Diane debutante backseat of Jacky's car
Suckin' on a chili dog outside the tastee freeze
Diane's sittin' on Jacky's lap
He's got his hand between her kneesJacky say "Hey Diane lets run off
Behind a shady tree"
Dribble off those Bobby Brooks
Let me do what I please..

Fast forward to today, and "Birthday Cake" by Rihanna/Chris Brown evokes the same feelings for me that my Dad had for "Jack and Diane."  These lyrics, however, are waaaaaayyyyyy more graphic.

It's not even my birthday
But he want to lick the icing offI know you want it in the worst way
Can't wait to blow my candles out
He want that cake....

Ooh baby, I like it
You so excited
Don't try to hide it
I'mma make you my bitchCake, cake, cake, cake

I know you wanna bite thisIts so enticin'
Nothin' else like this
I'mma make you my bitch
And it's not even my birthday
But you wanna put your name on it
And it's not even my birthday
And he tryna put his name on it
Oooh, I wanna fuck you right nowJust get up on my body...

The first time I heard it, Girl 12 was singing along.  I shut the radio off as fast as I could and told her I didn't like the song and asked her if she knew what it was about.  "Duh, Mom, chillax, will you?"  Anytime this song comes on the radio with either of the kids in the car, it is switched immediately.  I'm not about to stomp on the $300 iPod I bought her, and I know for a fact that the more I was told not to listen to John Cougar, the more I did it. 

Which songs bug you?