Now, believe me, I get why Britney Spears’ success is so frustrating. She had no talent whatsoever in her own right…she couldn’t sing to save her life, she didn’t have any songwriting talent to compensate for that fact, and while she did have a distinct personality, it wasn’t exactly one that made you want to spend time around her. That said, as much as I hate to admit it, she did have access to the best producers in the industry for much of her career, and, like her successor in that field Katy Perry, she would occasionally luck into a decent song through no particular merit of her own. Granted, she never had a run anywhere near as good as most of the early Katy Perry singles, but this song is proof that not all of her singles are on the rock-bottom level of “3” or “Work Bitch”. As sleazy club-bangers in this vein go, this song is actually fairly respectable work. The beat is strong enough to back up the raunchy tone, and the pun the lyric is built around is actually a fairly clever one (for those who haven’t figured it out, the phrase “If you seek Amy”, when sung, sounds almost exactly like “F.U.C.K. me”). I wouldn’t call this a masterpiece by any distant stretch, but by the standards of Spears’ usual output, it might well be one of the best things she ever recorded.
Verdict: I don’t give Spears herself much credit for it, but this is actually pretty good.