1. Musical Style: Late '90s Prince
2. Literary References: None that are apparent
3. Key Lyric: "Please, God, bring me a best friend who I think is hot"
4. Favorite Lyric: "We tell the world to leave us the fuck alone, and they do...Wow!"
5. Taylor's Callback: Thematically, "The Alchemy" and "So High School" along with a line from "Elizabeth Taylor"
6. TL/DR: I'm gonna have Travis's babies!
7. Previous Track 8s: Stay Beautiful, Tell Me Why, Never Grow Up, We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together, I Know Places, Gorgeous, Paper Rings, this is me trying, tolerate it, Sweet Nothing, loml
I have less to say about this song than probably any other track on the album because of its simplicity. She's in love and dreaming about her future life with Travis Kelce, and that chorus contrasts with a list of wishes that she indexes in the verses.
The other wishes are the standard fare of fame, fortune, and success, all things that she has achieved one hundred-fold. All she wants now is a couple of kids and a basketball hoop in the driveway.
How very dare she!
The criticism that the trolls and bots dropped on social media about this track was just absurd. She was accused of promoting the "trad-wife" lifestyle (which is bullshit in the first place; it's performative nonsense from rich, privileged conservatives) and even white supremacist eugenics in the line "got the whole block looking like you."
As a father of seven kids (plus nine grandkids and counting), I can assure you that one of the biggest topics of conversation before and after the birth of a new baby is, "Who do you think he/she is going to look like?" Putting a nefarious meaning where it doesn't belong is nothing more than internet-based fuckery.
As far as the trad-wife stereotype, it's like none of you have ever listened to "But Daddy I Love Him," where she tells all the wine moms, "Fuck 'em, it's over." That was her strongest indictment against traditional religious hypocrisy and control. She's not going to turn around and champion it here.
What she's doing is answering her own question from "Elizabeth Taylor": "What do you get for the girl who has everything and nothing all at once?" All the trappings of fame are the nothing that she happily grants to all the others ("They deserve what they want / I hope they get what they want") in favor of a life of love, family, and happiness.
Anyone who thinks this idea is new or some kind of betrayal of her girl-power fuck-the-patriarchy feminism has someone missed every single love song she's ever written. Regardless of our political views, most of us want a romantic, intimate partner to share our lives with. Why would Taylor, who has written so many songs about her desire for love, not sing about the one who didn't get away?
She's also openly expressing her own wish for some measure of privacy ("We tell the world to leave us the fuck alone, and they do...wow!"), something that really is a wish that isn't going to come true. Just in the past week, she's been out with Travis twice in NYC, and the paparazzi is as thick as flies on a picnic potato salad wherever they go. Sometimes you have to trade one wish for another, and everything comes at a price.
Taylor's always been open that her fame and lack of privacy was something that she signed up for, the result of her own desire for success in the music industry. That's not going to diminish when she's engaged to one of the best-known players in the NFL, either. Not all her wishes can or will come true.
The music here is a stripped-down trip-hop kind of beat, and her falsetto singing on the chorus gave me Prince vibes from the first listen. If I were to rank my favorite songs on the album, this would probably be in my bottom three, but like I said from the outset, there are no skips on this album, and this track has already been named by many (including future sister-in-law Kylie Kelce) as their favorite.
Perhaps the best contrast comes from the track eight listings. Number eight on Tortured Poets Department was "loml," which may be the most depressing song that Taylor has ever recorded. Compare that to "Wi$h Li$t," where she is quite giddy about marriage and motherhood. Who wouldn't want that kind of happiness for someone who has finally found it?