Not much ambiguity here. I guess Marvin Gaye was a bit of a horndog in his life. I’ve heard stories. Not that it matters; some people think he was a creep, many others idolize him. The point is, Gaye made some of the sexiest music to come out of Motown in the sixties and seventies. This is one of those songs that can’t be resisted even if you think it’s not your thing. Even if you deplore Motown. You just can’t say no to that groove. That groove will lay you down and make you think it was your idea. That groove is the very definition of seductive. True story; I have a coworker, an elderly Mexican gent, who always plays this song in his car. The old man is a horndog, and although I don’t think he understands the lyrics, he understands the gist very well. You don’t need to speak a word of English to know exactly what the message is. It could just as easily have been titled Let’s Eat Cake or Let’s Buy a Newspaper. It’s a message stronger than words. Sexy music doesn’t need basic things like words. Words are just a nice bonus.