Pulp's ode to porn had Jarvis Cocker at his sleaziest. The title track to the 1998 album was a continuation of their big hit "Common people" but this time it's not the class differences, it's straight to the sex. In fact, my mate Charlie Sheen from Turangi loves this song. Although, not as much as my friend Dominique Strauss-Kahn from West Auckland. I also remember running into my mate Bill Clinton from Mt Eden, while on a train in Auckland, who had a vinyl copy with him. Who wouldn't love this. Sit back, grab a cigar and enjoy this Pulp classic.
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