"Low" by Flo Rida

This song makes me want to install a pole in my basement:

Uhmmm
Let me talk to her
Let me talk to her

Let it rain
Uhmmm
Let me talk to her
Come on

Shawty had them Apple Bottom Jeans (Jeans)
Boots with the fur (With the fur)
The whole club was lookin at her
She hit the floor (She hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low

Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps)
and she turned and gave that big booty a slap (hey)
She hit the floor (She hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low

I ain't never seen nuthin that'll make me go,
This crazy all night spendin my dough
Had a million dollar vibe and a bottle to go
Dem birthday cakes, they stole the show
So sexual, she was flexible
Professional, drinkin X and ooo
Hold up wait a minute, do I see what I think I
Whoa
Did I think I seen Shawty get low
Ain't the same when it's up that close
Make it rain, I'm makin it snow
Work the pole, I got the bank roll
Imma say that I prefer them no clothes
I'm into that, I love women exposed
She threw it back at me, I gave her more
Cash ain't a problem, I know where it goes

She had them
Apple Bottom Jeans (Jeans)
Boots with the fur (With the fur)
The whole club was lookin at her
She hit the floor (She hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low

Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps)
She turned around and gave that big booty a slap
(Ayy)
She hit the floor (She hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low

Hey
Shawty what I gotta do to get you home
My jeans full of gwap
And they ready for Shones
Cadillacs Maybachs for the sexy grown
Patrone on the rocks that'll make you moan

One stack (come on)
Two stacks (come on)
Three stacks (come on, now that's three grand)
What you think I'm playin baby girl
I'm the man, I'll bend the rubber bands

That's what I told her, her legs on my shoulder
I knew it was ova, that Henny and Cola
Got me like a Soldier
She ready for Rover, I couldn't control her
So lucky oo me, I was just like a clover
Shawty was hot like a toaster
Sorry but I had to fold her,
Like a pornography poster
She showed her

Apple Bottom Jeans (Jeans)
Boots with the fur (With the fur)
The whole club was lookin at her
She hit the floor (She hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low

Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps)
She turned around and gave that big booty a slap (Ayy)
She hit the floor (She hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low

Whoa
Shawty
Yea she was worth the money
Her mama took my cash,
and I ain't want it back,
The way she bit that rag,
got her them paper stacks,
Tattoo Above her crack,
I had to handle that,

I was on it, sexy woman, let me shownin
They be want it two in the mornin
I'm zonin in them rosay bottles foamin
She wouldn't stop, made it drop
Shawty did that pop and lock,
Had to break her off that gwap
Gah it was fly just like my glock

Apple Bottom Jeans (Jeans)
Boots with the fur (With the fur)
The whole club was lookin at her
She hit the floor (She hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low

Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps)
She turned around and gave that big booty a slap (Ayy)
She hit the floor (She hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low

C'mon

"Get Stoned" by Hinder

Just hear me out
If it's not perfect I'll perfect it 'til my heart explodes
I highly doubt
I can make it through another of your episodes
Lashing out
One of the petty moves you pull before you lose control
You wear me out
But it's all right now
Let's go home and get stoned
We could end up makin' love instead of misery
Go home and get stoned
Cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me
You wear me out (We could end up making love instead of misery)
But it's all right now
Without a doubt
The break up is worth the make up sex you're givin' me
Let's hash it out
Cause your bitchin' and your yellin' don't mean anything
Don't count me out
I can handle all the baggage that you're carrying
You wear me out
But it's all right now
Let's go home and get stoned
We could end up makin' love instead of misery
Go home and get stoned
Cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me
You wear me out (We could end up makin love instead of misery)
But it's alright now
Let's go home and get stoned
We could end up makin' love instead of misery
Go home and get stoned
Cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me
Go home and get stoned
We could end up making love instead of misery
Go home and get stoned
Cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me
You wear me out
(We could end up makin love instead of misery)
But it's all right now
(Cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me)
Let's go home and get stoned
Let's go home and get stoned
Let's go home and get stoned
Let's go home and get stoned

"Ain't Talkin' 'Bout Love" by Van Halen

What kind of love makes someone go on a shooting spree:

I heard the news, baby,
All about your disease
Yeah you may have all you want, baby,
But I got somethin' you need
Oh yeah, ain't talkin' 'bout love
My love is rotten to the core
Ain't talkin' 'bout love
Just like I told you before, yeah before

You know you're semi-good lookin'
And on the streets again
Oh yeah you think you're really cookin' baby,
You better find yourself a friend
My friend, ain't talkin' 'bout love
My love is rotten to the core
Ain't talkin' 'bout love
Just like I told you before,
Uh before, uh before, before

Ain't talkin' 'bout love
Babe it's rotten to the core
Ain't talkin' 'bout love
Just like I told you before, uh before
I been to the edge,
An' there I stood an' looked down
You know I lost a lot of friends there baby,
I got no time to mess around
Mmmm, so if you want it got to bleed for it baby
Yeah, got to got to bleed baby
Mmmm, you got to got to bleed baby
Hey, got to got to bleed baby

Ain't talkin' 'bout love
My love is rotten to the core
Ain't talkin' 'bout love
Just like I told you before, before, before
Ain't talkin' 'bout love
Don't wanna talk about love
Don't need to talk about love
Ain't gonna talk about love, no more, no more, ah
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
[repeat til outro]

"I Want Your Sex" by George Michael

I remember how shocking this song was when it first came out in 1987. Well, it's certainly not subtle:

Part 1

There's things that you guess
And things that you know
There's boys you can trust
And girls that you don't
There's little things you hide
And little things that you show
Sometimes you think you're gonna get it
But you don't and that's just the way it goes

I swear I won't tease you
Won't tell you no lies
I don't need no Bible
Just look in my eyes
I've waited so long baby
Now that we're friends
Every man's got his patience
And here's where mine ends

I want your sex
I want your love
I want your sex
I want your...
Sex

It's playing on my mind
It's dancing on my soul
It's taken so much time
So why don't you just let me go
I'd really like to try
Oh I'd really love to know
When you tell me you're gonna regret it
Then I tell you that I love you but you still say no!

I swear i won't tease you
Won't tell you no lies
I don't need no Bible
Just look in my eyes
I've waited so long baby
Out in the cold
But I can't take much more girl
I'm losing control

I want your sex
I want your love
I want your sex
I want your...
Sex
Sex!

It's natural
It's chemical (let's do it)
It's logical
Habitual (can we do it?)
It's sensual
But most of all...
Sex is something taht we should do
Sex is something for me and you

Sex is natural - sex is good
Not everybody does it
But everybody should
Sex is natural - sex is fun
Sex is best when it's... One on one
One on one

I'm not your father
I'm not your brother
Talk to your sister
I am a lover

C-c-c-c-come on

What's your definition of dirty baby?
What do you consider pornography?
Don't you know I love you till it hurts me baby?
Don't you think it's time you had sex with me?

What's your definition of dirty baby?
What do you call pornography?
Don't you know i love you till it hurts me baby?
Don't you think it's time you had sex with me?

Sex with me
Sex with me
Have sex with me

C-c-c-c-come on.


Part 2 (less played on radio)

Oh so much love
That you've never seen
Let's make love
Put your trust in me

Don't you listen to what they told you
Because I love you
Let me hold you
Oh

I'm not your brother
I'm not your father
Oh will you ever change your mind?
I'm a gentle lover with a heart of gold
But baby you've been so unkind, oh

Come on
I want your sex
Come on, I want your sex
That's right, all night
Oh, I want your sex
I want your... Sex

Sexy baby's
Sexy body
Keeps me guessing
With a promise
I know we can come together
But the question is
Will we ever?

Sexy baby's (sexy baby's)
Sexy body (sexy body)
Keeps me guessing

With a promise
I know we can come together
But the question is
Will we ever?

Together - you and me

"Do You Wanna Touch Me" by Joan Jett

(Glitter-Leander)

We've been here too long
Tryin' to get along
Pretendin' that you're oh so shy
I'm a natural ma'am
Doin' all I can
My temperature is runnin' high

Cry at night
No one in sight
An' we got so much to share
Talking's fine
If you got the time
But I ain't got the time to spare
Yeah

Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there, where
Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there, where
There, yeah

Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Every girl an' boy
Needs a little joy
All you do is sit an' stare
Beggin' on my knees
Baby, won't you please
Run your fingers through my hair

My, my, my
Whiskey and rye
Don't it make you feel so fine
Right or wrong
Don't it turn you on
Can't you see we're wastin' time, yeah

Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there, where
Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there, where
There, yeah

"Whole Lotta Love" by Led Zeppelin

Because that's what it would be:

You need coolin', baby, I'm not foolin',
I'm gonna send you back to schoolin',
Way down inside honey, you need it,
I'm gonna give you my love,
I'm gonna give you my love.

*Wanna Whole Lotta Love (X4)

You've been learnin', baby, I been burnin',
All them good times, baby, baby, I've been yearnin',
Way, way down inside honey, you need it,
I'm gonna give you my love... I'm gonna give you my love.

* Chorus

You've been coolin', baby, I've been droolin',
All the good times I've been misusin',
Way, way down inside, I'm gonna give you my love,
I'm gonna give you every inch of my love,
Gonna give you my love.

* Chorus

Way down inside... woman... You need... love.

Shake for me, girl. I wanna be your backdoor man.
Keep it coolin', baby.

"Hot in Herre" by Nelly

Because it's so hot in here:

Hot in.....
So hot in heerre.....
So hot in.....

Oh
(Quiet background voice)
Wan' a lil bit of uh uh and a lil bit of.
(Wan' a lil bit of uh uh just a lil bit of.
Wan' a lil bit of uh uh just a lil bit of.)

(Nelly)
(Uh) I was like, good gracious ass is bodacious
Oh, flirtacious, tryin' to show patience
I'm waitin' for the right time to shoot my steez (you know)
Waitin' for the right time to flash them keys
Then um I'm leavin', please believin' (oh)
Me and the rest of my heathens
Check it, got it locked at the top of the four seasons
Penthouse, roof top, birds I feedin'
No deceivin', nothin' up my sleeve and, no teasin'
I need you to get up up on the dance floor
Give that man what he askin' for (oh)
Cuz I feel like bustin' loose and I feel like touchin' you (uh uh)
And can't nobody stop the juice so baby tell me what's the use

(Hook 2x)
(I said)
It's gettin' hot in here (so hot)
So take off all your clothes (eh)

(Background voice: uh uh uh uh uh)

I am gettin' to hot, I wanna take my clothes off
(repeat)

(Nelly)
Why you at the bar if you ain't poppin the bottles (come on)
What good is all the fame if you ain't fuckin' the models
I see you drivin', sportscar, ain't hittin' the throttle
And I be down, and do a hundred, top down and goggles
Get off the freeway, exit 106 and parked it
Ash tray, flip gate, time to spark it
Gucci collar for dollar, got out and walked it
I spit game cuz baby I can't talk it
Warm, sweatin' it's hot up in this joint
VOKAL tanktop, on at this point
You're with a winner so baby you can't lose
I got secrets can't leave Cancun
So take it off like you're home alone
You know dance in front your mirror while your on the phone
Checkin' your reflection and tellin' your best friend,
like "girl I think my butt gett'n' big" (oh)

(Repeat Hook 2x)

(Let it hang all out)
Mix a little bit a ah, ah
With a little bit a ah, ah
(Let it just fall out)
Give a little bit a ah, ah
With a little bit a ah, ah
(Let it hang all out)
With a little bit a ah, ah
And a sprinkle a that ah, ah
(Let it just fall out)
I like it when ya ah, ah
Girl, Baby make it ah, ah

(Nelly)
Stop pacin', time wastin'
I gotta friend with a pole in the basement (What?)
I'm just kiddin' like Jason (Oh)
Unless you gon' do it
Extra, extra eh, spread the news (check it)
Nelly took a trip from the Lune to Neptunes
Came back with somethin' thicker than fittin' in sasoons
Say she got a thing about cuttin' in restrooms

(Hook 4x)

(Let it hang all out)
Mix a little bit of ah, ah
With a little bit of ah, ah
(Let it just fall out)
Give a little bit of ah, ah
With a little bit of ah, ah
(Let it hang all out)
With a little bit of ah, ah
And a sprinkle of that ah, ah
(Let it just fall out)
I like it when ya ah, ah
Girl, Baby make it ah, ah
Oh