Evil Nine and Spoek's ode to ancient burlesque queens is hilarious when you think about how tame this then-risque jam is now compared to like, 1953 or whenever. Never thought we'd hear the words "Mata Hari, go in!" in any context, but then we don't spend a ton of time at stag parties. The weirdly tame ridiculosity is compounded by the line "her hips go nuts bananas" and several Santa Claus metaphors. Are we just desensitized, or is it 2010? (via Discobelle)
