Yeah song lyrics used to be so wholesome like Prince an The Revolutions Erotic City from 1984
“Every time I comb my hair
Thoughts of you get in my eyes
You're a sinner, I don't care
I just want your creamy thighs

[Chorus]
(If we cannot make babies)
(Maybe we can make some time)
F-ck so pretty, you and me
Erotic City, come alive
(We could f-ck until the dawn)
(Makin' love till cherry's gone)
Erotic City, can't you see?
F-ck so pretty, you and me
Woo!