open's lyrics remind me of the morning benders' excuses, both almost equally beautiful in their arrangement--that kind of eroticism that transfixes layers and sheets of human (although i must argue rhye is much more straighforward in this case, just sweet without the additional sprinkles of efflorescing blossom, and it permeates the music & melody unlike excuses that stops at lyrics), e.g.
i'm a fool for the shake in your thighs
i'm a fool for the sound in your sighs
(i thought they are interchangeable and hence very flexible, you could play with the words--sound in your thighs and shake in your sighs)
i'm a fool for your belly
(singer seems to intend this line to roasted pork, discreetly (sorry i ruined it, but truthfully i like that it has to be belly and not anything else.))
its being on victoria's secret ad sort of bugged me but i have come to terms with it. at least i do not find myself having to associate the song with tropical beach because that was the last thing on my mind when i first listened to this song. i have high expectations for this duo. it's the most magical song in such a long while.