I try to be fairly positive on this blog and not directly disparage any individuals (except for maybe 5th Harmony…. I’ve definitely called them out), but sometimes that lady time of the month comes around and I want to take a flame thrower to the world. But society and the police say I can’t do that so I will instead torch a lyric.
As a writer, I notice the words when a song comes on the radio and I get a special kind of annoyed when they’re not up to snuff. It’s always the songs that get played over and over too, or maybe they only get played when I’m in my car. Either way, it’s the kind of thing that fuels my hormone-sparked fire. Today, I will be dissecting one of these lyrics. Delicately. With a battle axe.
Now quick disclaimers: this is meant to be entertaining, not a serious analysis of a lyric. I’m not one of those snobs that expects every lyric to have an earth-shaking, life-changing message; I appreciate a completely vapid party song every once in a while. I am one of those snobs that expects even vapid lyrics to be at least as well constructed as your first grade essay on what you did over summer break. When critiquing something, one will often be in turn critiqued with the incredibly childish question, “Can you write something better?” Well, I’m no Carol King or Kristofferson, but yes, I could do better than the lyric I’m about to eviscerate. And even if I couldn’t, I don’t have to be a five star chef to know that something tastes like ass. Your argument is irrelevant. Moving on.
Today I’m going to destroy this sentimental ditty by Fifth Harmony (because you already know I’m not a fan), “Worth It,” a song that I called out in a previous post and that I think deserves some one-on-one attention.
I initially liked the beat and the weird klezmer thing happening in the track. Plus the whole “I’m worth it” line initially sounds pretty empowering. Then I listened closer. Below are my thoughts, line by line.
“Worth It”
(feat. Kid Ink)
Give it to me, I’m worth it
Baby, I’m worth it
Uh huh I’m worth it
Gimme gimme I’m worth it
Give it to me, I’m worth it
Baby, I’m worth it
Uh huh I’m worth it
Gimme gimme I’m worth it
Use your grown-up words.
[Kid Ink:]
OK, I tell her bring it back like she left some-
Bring it bring it back like she left some-
In the club with the lights off
Whatchu acting shy for?
Come and show me that you’re with it with it with it with it with it
Stop playing, now you know that I’m with it with it with it with it with it with it
Whatchu acting shy for?
Really? Couldn’t write one new line? You’ve only used, like, ten unique words in this chorus. I think we can safely add a couple more without overloading your CPU. If my Dell loaded up with Windows 98 could run Civ IV, you can run the English language.
[Dinah:]
Just gimme you, just gimme you
Just gimme you, that’s all I wanna do
And if what they say is true
If it’s true, I might give me to you
I may talk a lot of stuff
I think I’m a call you bluff
Hurry up, I’m waitin’ out front
You waste NO time. He hasn’t even said “yes” yet and you’re heading to the car.
[Normani:]
Uh huh, you see me in the spotlight
“Ooh I love your style”
Uh huh show me what you got
‘Cause I don’t wanna waste my time
Uh huh see me in the spotlight
“Ooh I love your style”
Uh huh show me what you got now
Come and make it worth my while
As excited as I am that you’ve actually bothered to write a new line instead of just repeating the prechorus in its entirety, this whole “make it worth my while thing” is a little late in the game. Like 7 lines ago you were begging him for sex and now your like “I don’t know, is your dick really that great?” Which is totally your prerogative – you have every right to change your mind, even in the middle of sex – but it seems like a subject better handled in a different song.
[Camila:]
Give it to me, I’m worth it
Baby, I’m worth it
Uh huh I’m worth it
Gimme gimme I’m worth it
Give it to me, I’m worth it
Baby, I’m worth it
Uh huh I’m worth it
Gimme gimme I’m worth it
[Camila:]
It’s all on you, it’s all on you
It’s all on you, so what you wanna do?
And if you don’t have a clue
Not a clue, I’ll tell you what to do
Come harder just because
I don’t like it, like it too soft
I like it a little rough
Not too much, but maybe just enough
This is my least favorite line of the entire song. You could have farted into the microphone and it would have contained more information than this line. You’ve managed to completely strip all meaning from the English language and reduce it to a series of empty grunts and chirps. Frankly, it’s almost impressive. I didn’t think it was possible to say so little with so much.
[Ally:]
Uh huh, you see me in the spotlight
“Ooh I love your style”
Uh huh show me what you got
‘Cause I don’t wanna waste my time
Uh huh see me in the spotlight
“Ooh I love your style”
Uh huh, show me what you got now
Come and make it worth my while
You were already having sex during the last verse. This entire prechorus is no longer relevant. GET IT TOGETHER FIFTH HARMONY.
[Camila:]
Give it to me, I’m worth it
Baby, I’m worth it
Uh huh I’m worth it
Gimme gimme I’m worth it
Give it to me, I’m worth it (know what I mean?)
Baby, I’m worth it (give me everything)
Uh huh I’m worth it
Gimme gimme I’m worth it
No. Say please at the very least. It’ll still be a no, but I’ll like you better.
[Kid Ink:]
OK, I tell her bring it back like she left some- You couldn’t even write another crappy rap for the last part of the song? It’s not like the first one was your opus or anything.
Bring it bring it back like she left some- “I want this girl to dance on me like she forgot her keys!”
In the club with the lights off At this point in the song, I’m going to assume that everyone involved has severe head trauma and Kid Ink’s assessment that the lights are off in the club is actually just temporary blindness resulting from a recent catastrophic brain injury.
Whatchu acting shy for? You really should have rewritten this rap, man. According to that second verse, you all have at least graphically discussed sex if not actually had it. And she told you to “come harder.” Ain’t nothing shy about that.
Come and show me that you’re with it with it with it with it with it I feel it’s safe to say that neither your nor she have the mental capacity to consent to sex at this moment. She (by the way, which one of the 4 or 5 supposed singers on this song are you singing to?) shouldn’t show you anything.
Stop playing, now you know that I’m with it with it with it with it with it Ah, the familiar, sad repetition that defines this song. It’s almost comforting now.
Whatchu acting shy for? I’m going to vote this line as the second lowest low-point in this song, right after “not too much, but maybe just enough.”
[Ally:]
Uh huh, you see me in the spotlight I don’t feel that there’s enough content at this point so I’m going to start giving you some handy numerical stats.
“Ooh I love your style” There are eight discreet words in the entire chorus.
Uh huh show me what you got There are 603 words in the song but only 101 on them (17%) are unique.
‘Cause I don’t wanna waste my time There are only four words in the entire song with three or more syllables in them.
Uh huh see me in the spotlight The four most used words are: worth (36 times),
“Ooh I love your style” me (26 times),
Uh huh, show me what you got now uh (20 times),
Come and make it worth my while and huh (20 times).
[Camila:]
Give it to me, I’m worth it Looking back at those top four words, two of them aren’t even actually words; they’re just grunting. I also think the word counter I used excluded “it,” otherwise I would have thought it would be the most common word. Trust me, I tried counting this myself and just… failed at it.
Baby, I’m worth it By the way, the fifth most used word was my favorite, “gimme.”
Uh huh I’m worth it According to the same word counter (wordcounttools.com, if you’re curious; it’s pretty fun), this song receives a Flesch-Kincaid Grade Level rating of 1.2. So it’s as though the writer was a month into second grade when they composed this.
Gimme gimme I’m worth it Also interesting, the average word length is 3.5 letters long. This means that the majority of the vocabulary in this song doesn’t even make it to four letters. And four letter words are often accused of being the lowest form of expression.
Give it to me, I’m worth it (know what I mean?) The exercise in madness that has been analyzing this song has led me to a few conclusions:
Baby, I’m worth it (give me everything) 1) There is definitely such a thing as too much vocal production because all of the women sound the same to me,
Uh huh I’m worth it 2) They clearly didn’t pay Kid Ink enough for his rap chorus,
Gimme gimme I’m worth it 3) Someone got paid to write this. And it’s been all over the radio. Our society is obviously collapsing.
Give it to me, I’m worth it No. I can confidently say, you’re not.