I couldn't care less about the promiscuity: It's just plain bad
Now, in the grand scheme of things, I don't really care about the lyrical content as long as its creative and has meaning. It almost goes wihout saying that Britney (or her producer/manager) never had, does not have, or never will have, a single shred of creativity. This song is a testament to that claim: A third-grade vocabulary; whiny, annoying vocals; and painfully overdone themes that lack any coherent message or even entertainment for that matter. Sometimes it is fun to sit back and listen to an extravagantly silly song (Psychostick, for example) but it even fails to do that simply be taking itself seriously. How can anyone honestly take this seriously? It just goes to show that the public doesn't care about music anymore, not that it ever has within the past 30 or so years. Music has become a side-activity, something to listen to in the car on the way to school or work, or a backing beat to dance to. All in all, it's sickening to think that this banal, trite song overshadows real artistry.
Skip out on this one.