I assume they misspelt 'Girls' in the title to avoid confusion with the Beach Boys classic 'California Girls'. Well, this ditty could hardly be termed a 'classic' but cheerfully fulfils the criteria for 'throw-away pop-song'. Hordes of brainwashed teenagers will be nodding and bobbing around to this one with its catchy chorus and lavish video featuring ice-cream, cakes and, notably, whipped cream erupting from Ms Perry's breasts at around 3.25. One wonders whether being force-fed the entire contents of the video set might not be dissimilar to listening to one of her albums. This one sugary example left me sucking on a lemon for several minutes afterwards but given Ms Perry's back catalogue, it's pretty much what I expected.
No big surprise either is the marketing-ploy-cameo from Mr Dogg, who has the last word: 'I really wish they all could be Californian girls' buried in sand up to his neck. I really wish I had a pot of honey and a bucketful of termites.
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