Once you hear those synthesized plucks, echo-y finger snaps, and Emma’s cheese-ball “La-La-La-La’s”, you’ll understand why this is the only Spice Girls song that I consider down-right BAD. With a “sway-back-and-forth-with-a-lighter”-type melody, the (four) girls tell their one night stands that they don’t want anything to do with them anymore: “We’re playing games, we’re only young/Get with it, it was just a weekend love.” Not only does that not rhyme, but it’s kind of rude. If a guy were to sing that, he’d be labeled as a pig. And putting those lyrics to a sickeningly sweet melody is just bizarre.
Despite the poorly-written song, the girls sound nice. Victoria even belts a little bit! If Victoria attempting to belt isn't enough to knock you out of your seat, Mel B’s sudden rap right after the bridge surely is. It’s so jarring that it feels like someone is repeatedly slapping you in the face: “Everytime I turn around, you’re standing right there/I really don’t want you, and I really don’t care.” Come on, girls. Haven’t you ever heard of letting a guy down gently? There comes a point where Mel B tries to flip it around on the guy and make the whole song seem like a feminist statement (“You play the game baby, I can play the game, too!”), but it just doesn’t work. As if all of that wasn't enough, the rap ends as abruptly as it began, culminating into a hilarious, Broadway-style key change back into the chorus.
The song is deliciously ridiculous from beginning to end, and after a few spins, you’ll be weeping into your pillow screaming, “GERI NEVER WOULD HAVE ALLOWED THIS TO HAPPEN!!”