We’ve been at this whole ‘Best of the 80s’ thing for a while now, and so far we’ve only profiled one song that made it onto the PMRC’s exalted ‘Filthy Fifteen’ list: Cyndi Lauper’s ode to auto-eroticism, “She Bop”.
Well, it’s time to continue our look at the list with a song that everyone can agree is one of the more ‘thinly-veiled’ attempts at disguising what a song is really about–– Sheena Easton’s “Sugar Walls”.
Written by that dirty little man named Prince (though he used the pseudonym “Alexander Nevermind”), “Sugar Walls” gave Ms. Easton a chance to invite us all to “come spend the night inside” her… well… um… lady parts.
With lyrics like, “Blood races to your private spots” and “Temperatures rise inside my sugar walls”, even the most naive among us could decipher was was really going on here.
Let’s take a naughty little trip down Memory Lane, then, shall we?
“Sugar Walls” was a decent-sized hit for the lovely Ms. Easton, spending 17 weeks on the Billboard chart and peaking at #9 in March 1985.
Better yet, it got a whole lot of stuffy, moralistic people all hot and bothered. And that, in our books, is a good thing any day of the week.
We ♥ Sugar Walls.