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Lude Men Fantasising And Ogling.
Loose Morals Forming Agonising Outrage.
Lustful Moments Forcing An Ode.
In the context of this duo and this song, the cyber-acronym that is LMFAO could mean any one of my first three suggestions. The reasons that it cannot simply stand for “laughing my f***ing a** off” is that those words would be simply too mundane and kind when compared to this colourful romp of big-haired lunacy.
“I’m In Ibiza Bitch” is the exact same song as LMFAO’s previous single “I’m In Miami Bitch” with the obvious exception of one word, Miami. It is in essence the perfect blend of funk, comedy and hip-hop; a women-loving, bottom-worshipping onslaught of dance floor friendly, bass heavy genius.
Yet, it is also mindless, misogynistic filth.
I’m willing to overlook this however, due to the genius rhyming of “cohonas” (as in breasts) and “coronas” Now, that’s quite simply Lovable Madness For Afternoons Outdoors…I could go on.