I have never heard this original version of this song, and I am not about to start now. My contempt for this song has nothing to do with Mack Rice, who I haven't a clue about, nor Wilson Pickett, who released the most popular version.
I have, however, heard this song performed dozens of times by the most lackluster cover bands and during open jam sessions at music venues. The song is easily performed by hacks because of its simple structure, basic chord progressions and use of repetition; as well as providing a backdrop for guitar (or other instrumental) solos.
The lyrics are about a woman who likes to ride around in cars, which is both literal and a metaphor for promiscuity. The song is constructed by several basic elements, a gaudy mishmash of rhythm and blues cliches wrapped into one sonic platitude. It is perhaps the most basic song ever written in popular music, and that is why I hate it. It is the Ford Tempo of songs.
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