Kisses on The Bottom ~Sir Paul McCartney
Have you ever wished you could go back in time and unknow something? Well folks, this is my moment. Now where the hell did I put my time machine? Seriously, this guy just went from 0 to Creeper in 60 seconds.
I get that the album title came from a Fats Waller song. *Kisses* Still doesn't make that shit right. Especially when you're as old as Paul. I mean yeah, a little kiss on the butt cheek seems sweet until you stop and think that Paul is 70something years old. That's just ew. Hell, he's older than dirt and no amount of marrying teenagers is gonna make him any younger.
No offense dude, but if you're offering to kiss this girl's bottom, I'm gonna have to say, no thanks. Even if you take your teeth out first.
I mean, Kisses On The Bottom is supposed to be Paul's album of romantic standards, for God's sake. He could have called it ANYTHING! What's next? "Maybe I'm Amazed (That I Can Still Get It Up)?" Bad form, Sir. Bad form.
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