Be careful with this album: The melodies are so infectious and the dance beats so compelling that you'll barely notice that you're lip-syncing some of the sourest lyrics on the pop charts. Singer Adam Levine and crew apparently don't just covet Jagger's moves, they want to wallow in Stones-ian misogyny. "Perfect on the outside but nothing at the core'' describes the woman of Tickets. "I know you like it when it hurts," taunts Doin' Dirt. "All those fairy tales are full of (expletive)," snipes single Payphone. Elsewhere, women are "insane," "eat you alive," "ruin the night" and fight in the middle of Hollywood Boulevard. And yet... Be careful with this album.