Friday, September 26, 2008

"We'll be making love like the restaurant was closed"


Sex in the Kitchen
TP.3 Reloaded
2005
Full Verse:
Sex in the kitchen over by the stove
Put you on the counter by the buttered rolls
Hands on the table, on your tippy toes

We'll be making love like the restaurant was closed


So here R. takes us somewhere we all know and love- the kitchen- to explore what sex would be like there. And it turns out- it's totally hot!

In listening to this song I've always assumed we're talking about your average household kitchen. But something just caught my attention. Notice he says like the restaurant is closed. Kinda makes you wonder if this whole song takes place in a restaurant's kitchen, not R.'s kitchen. And that they're doing it in this restaurant kitchen, and this restaurant is actually open. Gross.

This is from Pete:

Jesus, have you read that song? It's not a sexaphor, it's just straight sex. Like graphic, super hot, soft core style sex. That happens to take place in a kitchen. No puns like "your buns are hot," rather "I'm going to have sex with you next to the buns/rolls". It's like a letter to penthouse forums. Seriously, this song is ridiculous. The guy that sits next to me in class goes to church and I was having to switch in and out of the window with the lyrics, trying to keep him from seeing them.

3 comments:

Ethan Frederick Greene said...

Dude, I guarantee R. goes to church. Have you ever been to church? It's crazy -- there are jumbotrons and dudes in Tony Romo jerseys getting raucous. So I bet you could bond with your classmate over this. Don't hide it.

R&BFan1988 said...

Yeah, I bet R. does go to church. Trapped in the closet has a lot of religious elements, with the gay pastor and R. playing a preacher in church later with the choir and all. Are there any R. Kelly songs about Jesus? Anyone know? I bet they're awesome.

R&BFan1988 said...

Dude. Wait. If you're making love like the restaurant is closed, isn't that to say that the restaurant is open? What the fuck!? Is R. doing all this shit in the working kitchen of an open restaurant?! That is seriously, profoundly inappropriate! I am impressed.

 

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