This came out in 2002 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
Music fads come and go, but songs about masturbation never go out of style. No, seriously — every decade has at least one.
In the ’60s The Who enjoyed Pictures of Lily; in the ’70s Elvis Costello urged us to Pump It Up; in the ’80s The Vapors were Turning Japanese and Cyndi Lauper was doing the She-Bop; and in the ’90s The Divinyls came clean with I Touch Myself. Only two years into the ’00s, we have this decade’s entry: Hip-hop songbird Tweet’s Oops (Oh My), about a lonely gal who comes home “still so high” and “looking so good I couldn’t reject myself.” Oh my, indeed. Of course, Tweet didn’t pull this off alone. Oops was cowritten with mentor Missy Elliott (who cameos) and produced by Timbaland, whose woozy belly-dance groove packs just as much sex appeal as Tweet’s lyric and breathy delivery, making this the perfect tune for, um, dancing with yourself. Too bad the rest of her pedestrian neo-soul debut Southern Hummingbird isn’t so satisfying. Or to put it another way: Oops, she didn’t do it again.
