Oh, Bruno Mars, I find it hard to believe that a smooth talker like you has ever been locked out of heaven.
I’d heard your name for several years, but this was the first song I’d actually heard by you, and I quickly understood what all the hype was about. For one thing, this song is just awesome. But for another, I could totally relate. Look, Bruno Mars, I don’t think I’m going out on a limb here when I say I’m probably not the only person who’s begged for sex. Based on the lyrics, there’s at least two of us. The difference, of course, is that our styles are much different. Mine was more the “Pleeeeeeeease!” variety. Maybe some pouting mixed in. Or the most desperate of threats, “Maybe I won’t have sex with YOU, how would you like that?!?!?” That one never worked, Bruno Mars.
But had I used lines like “Your sex takes me to paradise” and “You make me feel like I’ve been locked out of heaven”? Life during and after college would have been a much different experience, Bruno Mars. If this song wasn’t so damn good, I’d be a lot more bitter about the whole thing.