Monday 20 October 2014

My Humps

"My Humps" was released by the US-American group The Black Eyed Peas in 2005. An estimated 76 million records sold in the past ten years make them one of the world's best-selling groups. When it comes to downloaded tracks, they are even the second-best-selling group (via). "My Humps" was another commercial success and reached the top ten in fifteen countries. It became one of The Black Eyed Peas' best selling singles with more than two million downloads. In 2006, it received the MTV-award for "Best Hip-Hop Video".



Reactions of experts and music critics, however, were inverse. They called it "one of the worst songs of all time". Rolling Stones called the duet between will.i.am and Fergie "an irresistible, butt-stupid ode to Fergie's ass", its readers voted it one of the "20 Most Annoying Songs". AOL Radio put it at number 80 on the "100 Worst Songs Ever", Pitchfork Media listed it at number three on "The 15 Worst Releases of 2005". The song was called a "five-minute commercial jingle" and was criticised for its "junior high level sexual titilation", the "boring minimalist repetition" and the "serious lack of true wit and humour". The "objectification of women disguised as empowerment" (via), the "misogynistic wolf dressed up in a feminist sheep's clothing" (via) inspired a range of artists to respond with a parody. Peaches, for instance, covered the song in 2006 and changed it into "My Dumps". Alanis Morissette covered the song in the style of a ballad in 2007 which became one of the most viewed clips (via). The Guardian's Music Blog raises "a toast to Morissette for making something rather lovely out of all that junk." (via). Cheers!

What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside your trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps (Check it out)

I drive these brothers crazy,
I do it on the daily,
They treat me really nicely,
They buy me all these ices.
Dolce & Gabbana,
Fendi and that Donna
Karan, they be sharin'
All their money got me wearin' fly
Brother I ain't askin,
They say they love my ass ‘n,
Seven Jeans, True Religion's,
I say no, but they keep givin'
So I keep on takin'
And no I ain't taken
We can keep on datin'
I keep on demonstrating.

My love (love), my love, my love, my love (love)
You love my lady lumps (love),
My hump, my hump, my hump (love),
My humps they got you,

She's got me spending.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me

What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon' do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I'm a make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
Cos of my hump (ha), my hump, my hump, my hump (what).
My hump, my hump, my hump (ha), my lovely lady lumps (Check it out)

I met a girl down at the disco.
She said hey, hey, hey yea let's go.
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Let's spend time not money.
I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,
Milky, milky cocoa,
Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.

They say I'm really sexy,
The boys they wanna sex me.
They always standing next to me,
Always dancing next to me,
Tryin' a feel my hump, hump.
Lookin' at my lump, lump.
You can look but you can't touch it,
If you touch it I'ma start some drama,
You don't want no drama,
No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama
So don't pull on my hand boy,
You ain't my man, boy,
I'm just tryn'a dance boy,
And move my hump.

My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
In the back and in the front (lumps)
My lovin' got you,

She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me.

What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon' do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I'ma make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off this hump.
What you gon' do wit all that breast?
All that breast inside that shirt?
I'ma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work.

(A-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha) [x4]

She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spendin' time on me
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me. (via)

6 comments:

  1. I hate this clip more than anything I've ever seen. Thanks for reminding me of how much I hate this ;-)

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  2. Abbie Winterburn20 October 2014 at 20:16

    Hahahahaha

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  3. Such a stupid, stupid piece of music.

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  4. Love Alanis Morisette's response.

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  5. Hahaha, well Thicke's clip "Blurred Lines" is a serious competitor for "My Humps", I would say :-) The first time I saw the original "My Humps" clip I thought it was a parody... Speaking of which, Morisette's response was a lovely idea, indeed. They must have had fun producing the clip, at least they very much make that impression.
    Big thanks for commenting, Karen, Abbie, Erin, and Kenneth!

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