A Peter Andre related question (not really about him as such)

[CherryPicking]

Ok so, I made the mistake of listening to local radio the other day, and since then I've had that 90's classic 'Mysterious Girl' as a permanent earworm. Can't shift it. It's still going round as I type.

Anyway, it's given me pause to reflect on the lyrics (over and over, including the rap), and I'm wondering why a man would write a song like that. It's all romantic longing, and it doesn't get more graphic than 'getting closer now and feeling the warmth within'. So, presumably a man wrote that song, not necessarily Pete, and he wrote it to appeal to teenage girls. So it's not the true expression of a man in lust with a girl (presumably a woman over the age of consent). So, do men actually ever feel like this about women? Or is it like the Beatles 'I wanna hold your hand' rather than 'I wanna fuck you in a robotic, jackhammer, porn video sort of way while you look on blankly or appear to be in pain'? Telling the gullible ladies what they want to hear, that sort of thing?

I hope this makes some sense, and I expect the answer will be 'of course some men feel that way sometimes - don't lump them all into the jackhammer box...'

But to me (and dare I say it most women?) What would be arousing would be people who are are genuinely, insanely attracted to each other, to quote Caitlyn Moran again 'I just wanna see people having a good time, dammit!' Or whatever that quote is. I don't get how men can find all those tired, bored faces and general awfulness arousing when its clear the women don't really want to be there. That's where I feel the division is.

DH loves cuddling too, and happily so do I. Sadly any realistic song he might write about his desire for a cuddle would not rhyme or scan, and it wouldn't be very saleable to the teen pop market. Perhaps it would go something like this:

I stop and stare at you/ In your fleecy dressing gown
I try to concentrate/ but to be honest I'm just too knackered after working for 12 hours in the pissing rain
The tropical scent of engine oil/ is something bizarrely you quite like on my skin
Girl when I look at you/ Oh I fall in love

Oooooooh unshaven legged girl/ I wanna get close to you
Ooooooooh unshaven legged girl/ (Turn the bloody light off, we both have to work in the morning, shove the dog off the bed, please give me back my half of the duvet) annnnnnddd Move your body close to mine

The song would continue in that nice relaxed happy vein about how lovely it it to be cuddled up to somebody who actually who actually likes snuggling her head into his sweaty armpit, even if she does occasionally accidentally wrench a few of his pubes out while attempting to snuggle closer. It might end on a wistful note though, when both of us get too boiling hot to fall asleep and roll to opposite sides of the bed.

rofl, noddingoff that's more like it! Where's the gritty realism in manufactured pop, eh?

As a man ( ), I will take the blame for the porn industry, if you, as women, will take the blame for prolonging this talent vacuum's career beyond 1996.

How on earth is this man still in the public consciousness?

He's primarily in the public consciousness as some time husband of Katie Price, aka Jordan, the sometime p3 "stunna", aka soft porn for heterosexual men.

Whaddya know, Andre is your responsibility after all?

Bugger