The rational part of my brain recognises this as a fairly generic seasonal pop song that tries to make up for its own mediocrity with a deliberately provocative video. However, the rest of my brain is making excitable noises about semi-nude wrestling, dancing and glorious outfits. Yes, I am shallow.

(The lyrics follow the long tradition of all commercial summer releases having to

sound a-little-bit-Spanish, and the backing could have been lifted from any

’90s Ace of Base track. But wrestling, though! WRESTLING!)