To return briefly to the original topic...

I think the public's relationship with some songs is analagous to romantic infatuation. There's an appeal to something that feels good, but when it's over many of us tend to look back on it somewhat shamefacedly. Just like that girl/guy we once had the hots for about whom we now ask ourselves "What in the hell was I thinking?", many people genuinely liked many of the songs mentioned in this thread only to find later that there was something about the songs that just didn't fit.

Maybe it's just part of growing up. Just as most of us ultimately choose mates who provide something deeper than mere titillation, most of us wind up appreciating music that appeals on more levels than "Afternoon Delight" or "Chevy Van".

Now, that's not to say that all of us reach that point. There are still lots of fifty-year-old men who think "Free Bird" is the greatest song in the world. They also think the girl working the beer concession at the Lynnard Skynnard concert is an angel incarnate. There's nothing wrong with that. There's no law that says everybody has to grow up.