This song is an absolutely terrific piece of music, with a melody reminiscent of Flaherty and Ahrens’ “At the Beginning”, and one of the best girl-group songs to come out of England since the heyday of Girls Aloud. The only reason anything about its quality is in doubt is that some people have raised objections to it because they somehow took the singers’ chosen metaphor for their sexuality as an allusion to date-rape drugs. I don’t know if I’m more disgusted by these people’s apparent determination to get offended by every piece of media in existence, or their inability to grasp the basic concept of metaphor, especially a metaphor that’s been around at least since Harold Arlen and Johnny Mercer used it in “That Old Black Magic” back in the Forties.
Verdict: I don’t know what the Hell is wrong with the people who are offended by this song. It’s terrific.