I can still remember arguing with my mom about my purchase of Fleetwood Mac’s Rumours. Mom was aghast over the implied sexual content of the cover image.
She had a specific problem with Mick Fleetwood’s belt and in general an issue with Stevie Nicks draping herself over his leg. I had a problem in that, being the sheltered teen that I was, I never would’ve even noticed such raciness had she not made a big deal about it. I still have the album somewhere and can still sing along with EVERY song.