Torniamo a parlare di musica e lo facciamo con Hilary Duff e la sua nuova canzone “Reach Out”, che ha creato scalpore con il videoclip in USA, tanto da essere censurato per pose troppo “osè”. Mah!

Indubbiamente la Duff in questo video prova a fare la troietta da Hit Parade, suscitanto solo lo scalpore della censura americana e niente di più. Infatti, se avete visto il video qui sopra, vi sarete già fatti una risata. Hilary ha ancora l’aria da ragazzina e di certo il video non è osè, anche se ci hanno provato a farlo così. La cosa certa è che Hilary ne ha di fare di strada per diventare provocante quanto le colleghe Rihanna e Britney Spears. Quelli si che sarebbero da “censurare”, più che videoclip ricordano video hard!

Il brano è contenuto nel primo Best of di Hilary Duff. Ma come fa questa con 3 album all’attivo ad avere già un best of? Mistero della fede…

Comunque sia, eccovi anche il testo di Reach Out and Touch me.

THE PROPHET:
Let’s go. So bring your passport, girl.
I’m trying to show you the world.
I know your ex did you bad, but I’m your new perfect man.
Dignity where you stand. With just a touch of my hand.
I’m trying to show you my plan.
You got me, girl. I’m a fan.
HILARY:
From the minute that you walked right through the door,
Thoughts were racing in my mind,
Time to explore.
I tell my friends that I just gotta have him.
But don’t look now, ‘cuz I see you staring at him.
Tunnel vision had him locked on in my sight.
On a mission for position by the end of the night.
It’s like a prey playing games with the hunter
Nowhere to run, boy, time to surrender.
And all I need is to feel you.
All I want is to feel you.
CHORUS:
Reach Out and touch me
Before I go insane.
Reach out and touch me
Boy don’t you make me wait.
I’m a diamond and you’re so on the money.
Reach Out and touch me.
And all I need is to feel you.
Like a prayer, your touch can take me there.
In my mind, you and me, in a secret affair.
Oh, boy you’re killing me and you don’t even know it.
Tried to hold back, but I can’t control it.
So I’m stepping to ya.
Skip the ‘How ya doin’?”
Grab your hand, pull you closer to me, yea.
Out the door we’re slipping.
Then we start to kissing.
Boy you’re invited to my fanta-tasy.
And all I need is to feel you.
All I want is to feel you.
CHORUS
THE PROPHET:
Yea, you already know. It’s Prophet, baby.
Let’s Go!
I’m here to play with fire.
Your body’s my desire.
The time to flirt across the room doesn’t expire.
‘Cuz you a superstar. Get in my supercar.
The paparazzi watchin’ us the tube is on.
I know I took it far, but look how good you are.
And look how good you look.
One touch, I’m supercharged.
HILARY:
Baby, can’t you see how you’re affecting me?
Baby, sensual, physical fantasy.
Maybe fate brought the two of us close and now,
Don’t you wanna
Don’t you wanna
Don’t you wanna
Don’t you wanna
Reach Out and Touch Me?
CHORUS
Reach Out and Touch Me.
Reach Out and Touch Me.
Reach Out and Touch Me.

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