Song for the Soundtrack of Your Date Tonight
It’s like a primal scream. Listen to your body talk and it’s saying let’s get physical. Host the endorphin Olympics tonight. Find your qualifying heat. You know the one. The name’s inscribed on that torch you’ve been carrying. It’s etched into your brain. The gold medal lover that’s like no other. Call ‘em up, buttercup. Reserve ahead. Be in it to win it. It’s supah supah supah sexy.
[Morphine, "Super Sex" Yes, 1995]
Song for the Soundtrack of Your No Date Tonight
If you take logic and reason out, you’ve got your kind of love. It’s an attraction that laughs in your face. An amusement park with nothing but roller coasters. You climb to the top, lose your stomach as it falls down, climb to the top. Down. Up. Down. The search for a higher love has too many lows. Grow up. Get out. Wouldn’t you agree? Baby you and me got a juvie kind of love.
[The Brand New Heavies, "I Don't Know Why (I Love You)" Get Used to It, 2006]