The chorus is a naggingly catchy playground chant, Max Martin's production is as sweet and shiny as a glacé cherry, and the surprisingly inventive lyrics even manage to sneak in a WTF?! reference to '60s folk trio Peter, Paul and Mary. Oh, and right at the end Britters admits that ménage a trois might be insufficient to sate her appetite, proposing a "four on the floor" jobby instead. Well, at least finding willing participants shouldn't be a problem - don't all of the boys and all of the girls want to...?
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