Actually, the meanings of song lyrics are typically black and white unless the writer specifically says that they're ambiguous. Someone acting as they know the meaning of the lyrics more than the person who wrote the song, is extremely presumptuous and very annoying.
If someone wants to say they don't like the lyrics because they get negative imagery from it, that's fine. But to state that the song is about a subject that the writer explicitly says the song isn't about is beyond silly.
Fucking BINGO.
Robin Thicke is singing about a consensual and very common type of socializing that happens in the club.
ANYBODY who has ever actually gone out to a club, looked good, and had some drinks with a person and you KNOW the mutual chemistry is hot? Shit can get a little nasty. I mean like leaning in whispering in your ear, "So, you know I'mma beat it up tonight, right?" and you respond with, "Oh? you gonna do
what now?" while sneaking a hand down to his crotch ("The way you grab me, must wanna get nasty.") Yeah, shit can get nasty like up in the club. It's common.
And that's what Blurred Lines is about.
I don't want it to seem like I'm disparaging anyone who's been uncomfortably approached in the club, or potentially date raped or anything like that, but it gets to a point that you have to realize that that's what you're projecting onto the song. The "what if she doesn't actually want it?" and "he's perpetuating no means yes" is what
you're bringing to the song. That's not what the song is about.