Robin Thicke’s ‘Blurred Lines’ Feat. T.I. & Pharrell Williams [LYRICS & VIDEO]

I'm not sure I've seen such a huge reaction in such a short time as I have to this new Robin Thicke song called 'Blurred Lines', so I felt it fitting to feature this song for New Music Thursday.

Robin Thicke is a 36-year-old R&B singer-songwriter, musician, composer, and actor and the son of famous TV host and actor Alan Thicke. (Who said this about his own son, "...Believe me he looks great naked." What the heck?!)

Anyways, some people are throwing around the words "song of the summer" for this one, what do you think of it?

"Blurred Lines" by Robin Thicke Featuring T.I. & Pharrell Williams) - Lyrics:

Everybody get up

Everybody get up

Hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey

If you can't hear what I'm trying to say

If you can't read from the same page

Maybe I'm going deaf,

Maybe I'm going blind

Maybe I'm out of my mind

OK now he was close, tried to domesticate you

But you're an animal, baby it's in your nature

Just let me liberate you

Hey, hey, hey

You don't need no papers

Hey, hey, hey

That man is not your maker

And that's why I'm gon' take a good girl

I know you want it

I know you want it

I know you want it

You're a good girl

Can't let it get past me

You're far from plastic

Talk about getting blasted

I hate these blurred lines

I know you want it

I know you want it

I know you want it

But you're a good girl

The way you grab me

Must wanna get nasty

Go ahead, get at me

What do they make dreams for

When you got them jeans on

What do we need steam for

You the hottest b**** in this place

I feel so lucky

Hey, hey, hey

You wanna hug me

Hey, hey, hey

What rhymes with hug me?

Hey, hey, hey

OK now he was close, tried to domesticate you

But you're an animal, baby it's in your nature

Just let me liberate you

Hey, hey, hey

You don't need no papers

Hey, hey, hey

That man is not your maker

Hey, hey, hey

And that's why I'm gon' take a good girl

I know you want it

I know you want it

I know you want it

You're a good girl

Can't let it get past me

You're far from plastic

Talk about getting blasted

I hate these blurred lines

I know you want it

I hate them lines

I know you want it

I hate them lines

I know you want it

But you're a good girl

The way you grab me

Must wanna get nasty

Go ahead, get at me

One thing I ask of you

Let me be the one you back that a** to

Yo, from Malibu, to Paribu

Yeah, had a bitch, but she ain't bad as you

So hit me up when you passing through

I'll give you something big enough to tear you’re a** in two

Swag on, even when you dress casual

I mean it's almost unbearable

Then, honey you're not there when I'm

With my foresight bitch you pay me by

Nothing like your last guy, he too square for you

He don't smack that ass and pull your hair like that

So I just watch and wait for you to salute

But you didn't pick

Not many women can refuse this pimpin'

I'm a nice guy, but don't get it if you get with me

Shake the vibe, get down, get up

Do it like it hurt, like it hurt

What you don't like work?

Baby can you breathe? I got this from Jamaica

It always works for me Dakota to Dekata, uh huh

No more pretending

Hey, hey, hey

Cause now you winning

Hey, hey, hey

Here's our beginning

I always wanted a good girl

I know you want it

I know you want it

I know you want it

You're a good girl

Can't let it get past me

You're far from plastic

Talk about getting blasted

I hate these blurred lines

I know you want it

I know you want it

I know you want it

But you're a good girl

The way you grab me

Must wanna get nasty

Go ahead, get at me

Everybody get up

Everybody get up

Hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey