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It's like if Kraftwerk got the funk. The line itself is so straight and plodding, which fits both the sound and the lyric: he's the amsterdam dimwitted foil to his more sly would-be lover. And once you get my hump my hump my hump in your head, you're done. There's no escape. Verdict: amsterdam sly but funky. At least a B+ pop song. Update: baa gets it complete wrong. One can defend the Black Eyed Peas' brand of innocuous "where's the love"-style hitmaking. "My humps," by contrast, is an absolute abomination. amsterdam B+? If B- is being eaten alive by army ants, then sure. "Where is the love" is a horrible song: vapid and inane. "My humps" is far superior in part because of its cruder sound. It's got the same kind of garage-band appeal as "Tipsy," which is infectious because of its amateur feel.
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