Rebecca Murden A2 Media 2013: November 2013

Lily Allen's song and video is all about the representation of the female gender within media. She shows direct link between Rihanna and Robin Thick throughout the video.

Lyrics

Relation to Blurred Lines

Relation to Pour it up

I suppose I should tell you what this bitch is thinking

You'll find me in the studio and not in the kitchen

Saying how she wont be domesticated.

I won't be bragging 'bout my cars or talking 'bout my chains

Doesn't care about money.

Don't need to shake my ass for you 'cause I've got a brain

She doesn't need to show off her body to get where she wants in life because she is smart.

If I told you 'bout my sex life, you'd call me a slut

Link to the media and how magazines and talks shows make people out to be sluts.

When boys be talking about their bitches, no one's making a fuss

How men can talk about how many women they have been with and get praised but the other way round and women get shamed.

There's a glass ceiling to break, uh-huh, there's money to make

And now it's time to speed it up 'cause I can't move at this pace

[Bridge]

Sometimes it's hard to find the words to say

I'll go ahead and say them anyway

Hard for women to voice there opinions about how they are being portrayed.

Forget your balls and grow a pair of tits

[Chorus]

It's hard, it's hard, it's hard out here for a bitch

It's hard, for a bitch (for a bitch)

For a bitch, it's hard

It's hard out here for a bitch

It's hard, for a bitch (for a bitch)

For a bitch, it's hard

It's hard out here

You're not a size six, and you're not good looking

How media makes it hard for normal sized women to feel good about themselves because of models and celebrities

Well, you better be rich, or be real good at cooking

Men are only after a house wife or money

You should probably lose some weight

How women are represented within media and the pressure about weight

'Cause we can't see your bones

You should probably fix your face or you'll end up on your own

How lodes of famous people get plastic surgery and how that can make people think thats the only way to be good looking.

Don't you want to have somebody who objectifies you?

Don't want to be treated like an object.

Have you thought about your butt? Who's gonna tear it in two?

We've never had it so good, uh-huh, we're out of the woods

Saying how even though Feminism has gone a long way it hasn't gone far enough yet.

And if you can't detect the sarcasm, you've misunderstood

[Bridge]

[Chorus]

A bitch, a bitch, a bitch, bitch, bitch [x4]

Inequality promises that it's here to stay

Always trust the injustice 'cause it's not going away

Inequality promises that it's here to stay

Always trust the injustice 'cause it's not going away

[Bridge]

[Chorus x2]

Lyrics

Money

Alcohol

Throw it up, throw it up

Watch it all fall out

Pour it up, pour it up

That's how we ball out

Throw it up, throw it up

Watch it all fall out

Pour it up, pour it up

That's how we ball out

Strip clubs and dollar bills

I still got more money

Patron shots can I get a refill?

I still got more money

Strippers goin' up and down that pole

And I still got more money

Four o'clock and we ain't going home

Cause I still got more money

Money make the world go round

I still got more money

Bands make your girl go down

I still got more money

Lot more where that came from

I still got more money

The look in yo eyes I know you want some

I still got more money

Ohhhh

All I see is signs

All I see is dollar signs

Ohhhh

Money on my mind

Money, money on my mind

Throw it, throw it up

Watch it fall off from the sky

Throw it up, throw it up

Watch it all fall out

Pour it up, pour it up

That's how we ball out

Throw it up, throw it up

Watch it all fall out

Pour it up, pour it up

That's how we ball out

Valet cost a hundred bills

I still got more money

Gold all up in my grill

I still got more money

Who cares how you haters feel

And I still got more money

Call Jay up and close a deal

I still got more money

My fragrance on and they love my smell

I still got more money

So who cares about what I spend

I still got more money

My pocket's deep, and they never end

I still got more money

I'm going dumb with all my friends

I still got more money

Ohhhh

All I see is signs

All I see is dollar signs

Ohhhh

Money on my mind

Money, money on my mind

Throw it, throw it up

Watch it fall off from the sky

Throw it up, throw it up

Watch it all fall out

Pour it up, pour it up

That's how we ball out

Throw it up, throw it up

Watch it all fall out

Pour it up, pour it up

That's how we ball out

This song and video is all about sex, money and alcohol.

Lyrics

Downgrading comment

Objectifying women

Everybody get up

Hey, hey, hey

[Verse 1: Robin Thicke]

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

[Pharrell:] Everybody get up

[Pre-chorus: Robin Thicke]

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

[Chorus: Robin Thicke]

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

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

But you're a good girl

The way you grab me

Must wanna get nasty

Go ahead, get at me

[Pharrell:] Everybody get up

[Verse 2: Robin Thicke]

What do they make dreams for

When you got them jeans on

What do we need steam for

You the hottest bitch 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

[Pre-chorus: Robin Thicke]

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

[Chorus: Robin Thicke]

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

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

[Pharrell:] Everybody get up

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

[Verse 3: T.I.]

One thing I ask of you

Let me be the one you back that ass to

Go, from Malibu, to Paris, boo

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

So hit me up when you pass through

I'll give you something big enough to tear your ass in two

Swag on, even when you dress casual

I mean it's almost unbearable

In a hundred years not dare, would I

Pull a Pharside let you pass 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

[Bridge: Robin Thicke]

Shake the vibe, get down, get up

Do it like it hurt, like it hurt

What you don't like work?

[Pre-chorus: Robin Thicke]

Baby can you breathe? I got this from Jamaica

It always works for me, Dakota to Decatur, uh huh

No more pretending

Hey, hey, hey

Cause now you winning

Hey, hey, hey

Here's our beginning

[Chorus: Robin Thicke]

I always wanted a good girl

(Pharrell: Everybody get up)

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

(Pharrell: Everybody get up)

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

[Outro: Pharrell]

Everybody get up

Hey, hey, hey

These lyrics are all very downgrading towards women and especially the video. One girl is shown naked and holding a Lamb, the lamb connotes innocence but its covering her nakedness showing she acts innocent but isn't. This is also shown by all the girls dressed in white.

There is also a shot of a girl on the floor with a car on her back.

Showing her a an object and using male gaze, making the car show off her body shape.

Even though the lyrics say 'Your far from plastic' all the girls within the video are shown wearing plastic. This gives the impression they are wrapped up in plastic as if a toy or object.