This song didn't garner as much attention as another on the same album, I Touch Myself, but in my opinion should've been the big hit instead. It celebrates a lusty woman who acts on her desires and takes command in the bedroom (or wherever), rather than awaiting the leisure of her lover, for which I can only cry, "Hear, hear!" You crack that whip, Chrissy Amphlett. Unfortunately, the only videos I can find of it are a live performance which doesn't show Divinyls to their advantage, and this fan video which layers the studio version of the song over that performance video and orgiastic snippets from Xena: Warrior Princess. (Strangely, this kind of works.)
This was the very first song of BRMC's I ever heard and I've been in love/lust with the band ever since. The plaintive chorus of "Now she's gone, love burns inside me," thrilled me to my very core. Who among us has not known the anguish of a love lost? (If, by chance, you haven't, I congratulate you. But you don't know what you're missing in terms of ice cream and alcohol overload.)
I'm not sure exactly what this song's about. Maybe it's about hunting down a one-night stand. Or maybe it's about a vampiress seeking her supper in a dive bar. Possibly, it's about settling down with a disposable lover for a time, till the right one comes along. I dunno, I just dig the retro feel, man.
