Just relistened to this classic. 10/10 unashamed sleaze with legit catchiness and lyrics that would make even the greasiest pussy eater blush. Not just great because it's fun, but because it's punchy and spirited garbage of the very highest grade. It's cruising around with your friends in the summer looking for parties distilled into aural (sex) form.
Tbh, even though it's sacrilege, I would rate this right up there with most of Girlschool's output, only with less inhibitions.
I seriously wouldn't even bother partying with anyone who could listen to this without having a huge grin the whole while. If Spinal Tap were women (and, you know, if they were real) they'd be Oral.
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