I want her so much, I feel sick

Even now you don't get a lot of explicitly gay sex songs that hit the pop charts. Rough Trade were awesome.



She's a cool blonde scheming bitch
She makes my body twitch
Walking down the corridor
You can hear her stilettos click
I want her so much I feel sick
The girl can't help it, she really can't help it now

It's like a highschool, highschool confidential

Teenage brandos stalk her in the halls
They tease her with cat calls
She's a combination anita eckberg, mamie van doren

Dagmar highschool confidential

What's the principal doin' with her who's that girl
Is she screwing with her
What's her perfume: tigress by fabergé
She makes me cream my jeans
When she's coming my way

She drives a candy pink cadillac
If I don't get her soon, I'll have a heart attack
When she flashes me a look I wanna burn my books
Givin'up, givin'up, givin'up high-high-high..

I can make you never wanna fall in love again

Sheena Easton - Sugar Walls




My sugar walls
My sugar walls

Where I came from there's a place called heaven
That's the place where all the good children go
The houses are of silver, the streets are gold
But there's more where you come from, my sugar walls

(My sugar walls) oooh (my sugar walls)

Blood races to your private spots, lets me know there's a fire
You can't fight passion when passion is hot
Temperatures rise inside my sugar walls

Chorus:

Lemme take you somewhere you've never been
I can show you things you've never seen
I can make you never wanna fall in love again
Come spend the night inside my sugar walls

Take advantage, it's alright

I feel so alive when I'm with you
Come and feel my presence, it's reigning tonight
Heaven on earth inside my sugar walls

(Chorus)

I can tell you want me, (my sugar walls) it's impossible to hide
Your body's on fire, admit it! Come inside (my sugar walls)
Ahhhhhhhhh (my sugar walls) oooooh
Come inside (my sugar walls) , my sugar walls (my sugar walls)
Come spend the night inside my sugar walls (my sugar walls)

I'd crawl to you baby and I'd fall at your feet and I'd howl to your beauty like a dog in heat and I'd claw at your heart and I'd tear at your sheet I'd say please

Elton John singing Leonard Cohen's "I'm Your Man"



If you want a lover
I'll do anything you ask me to
And if you want another kind of love
I'll wear a mask for you
If you want a partner, hold my hand
If you want to strike me down in anger
Here I stand
Baby I'm your man

If you want a boxer
I will step into the ring for you
And if you want a doctor
I'll examine every inch of you
If you want a driver, climb inside
Or if you want to take me for a ride
You know you can
Baby I'm your man

The moon's too bright
The chain's too tight
The beast won't go to sleep
I've been running through these promises to you
That I made and I could not keep
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net ]
But a man never got a woman back
Not by begging on his knees
Or I'd crawl to you baby
I'd fall at your feet
And I'd howl at your beauty
Like a dog in heat
And I'd claw at your heart
And I'd tear at your sheet
I'd say please
I'm your man

And if you gotta sleep a moment on the road
I will steer for you
And if you want to work the street alone
I'll disappear for you
If you want a father for your child
Or only want to walk with me a while
Across the sand
Baby I'm your man
I'm your man

If you want a lover, I'm your man
If you want a boxer, I'm your man
If you want a doctor, I'm your man
Lyrics from eLyrics.net

yes, i said, yes i will, yes

Kate Bush wanted to set a chapter from James Joyce's Ulysses to music, but couldn't get permission so she wrote her own *inspired by* version.



On her recent album where she covered her own songs, she was finally able to record her original idea.



Lyrics to Kate version:
Mmh, yes,

Then I'd taken the kiss of seedcake back from his mouth
Going deep South, go down, mmh, yes,
Took six big wheels and rolled our bodies
Off of Howth Head and into the flesh, mmh, yes,

He said I was a flower of the mountain, yes,
But now I've powers o'er a woman's body, yes.

Stepping out of the page into the sensual world.
Stepping out...

To where the water and the earth caress
And the down of a peach says mmh, yes,
Do I look for those millionaires
Like a Machiavellian girl would
When I could wear a sunset? mmh, yes,

And how we'd wished to live in the sensual world
You don't need words--just one kiss, then another.

Stepping out of the page into the sensual world
Stepping out, off the page, into the sensual world.

And then our arrows of desire rewrite the speech, mmh, yes,
And then he whispered would I, mmh, yes,
Be safe, mmh, yes, from mountain flowers?
And at first with the charm around him, mmh, yes,
He loosened it so if it slipped between my breasts
He'd rescue it, mmh, yes,
And his spark took life in my hand and, mmh, yes,
I said, mmh, yes,
But not yet, mmh, yes,
Mmh, yes.

Another song improved by the movie Easy Virtue

Packing packing packing. I am SO TIRED OF PACKING.

Don't miss the crotch shot at 0:57

You make me feel like my search is done

Freak Like Me - Macy Gray

sorry that I'm late
I been searchin' for something great
something to fill me up
he said join the club
then we made love till my body ached

and baby when you have the time
I wanna tell you what is on my mind
I gotta get it off
cause it's so heavy
after what we did the other night
I wanna be with you for all my life
I'm so glad you're a freak like me

someone be a true one
see the last one made me cry
all the time my love
he said join the club
and we make love till
my emotions rise

my emotions rise

and baby when you have the time
I wanna tell you what is on my mind
I gotta get it off
cause it's so heavy
after what we did the other night
I wanna be with you for all my life
I'm so glad you're a freak like me
love like I dream of
like they sing of in the beautiful song
feeling it deep tonight
and I'd rather die
than be without you when the morning comes
you make me feel like my search is done

baby when you have the time
I wanna tell you what is on my mind
I gotta get it off
cause it's so heavy
after what we did the other night
I wanna be with you for all my life
I'm so glad you're a freak like me

Come on play with my affections

"I think I'm gonna need a drink." - Morris Day watching Appolonia 6 rehearse, in Purple Rain.

Sex on fire, huh?

Sex On Fire - Kings of Leon

"It was actually going to be "Set Us on Fire", but one of the sound mixers in the studio walked in as we were playing and said, "Sex on Fire", huh?" And it just kind of became a running joke, and we stuck with it."


 
Lay where you're laying, don't make a sound  
I know they're watching, they're watching  
All the commotion, the kiddie like play  
Has people talking, talking
You, your sex is on fire
 
The dark of the alley, the breaking of day 
The head while I'm driving, I'm driving 
Soft lips are open, knuckles are pale  
Feels like you're dying, you're dying
You, your sex is on fire  
Consumed with what's to transpire
 
Hot as a fever, rattling bones  
I could just taste it, taste it 
If it's not forever, if it's just tonight  
Oh, it's still the greatest, the greatest, the greatest
You, your sex is on fire  
And you, your sex is on fire 
Consumed with what's to transpire
And you, your sex is on fire  
Consumed with what's to transpire

"She always bring the racket like Venus and Serena"

My Chick Bad - Ludacris

I know some Betties who fit this description.



[Chorus]
My chick bad
My chick hood
My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could
[repeated]
My chick bad, badder than yours
My my chick bad, badder than yours
My my my chick bad, badder than yours

[Ludacris - Verse 1]
I’m saying my chick bad
My chick hood
My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could
My chick bad, badder than yours
My chick do stuff that I can’t even put in words
Her swagger don’t stop
Her body won’t quit
So fool pipe down you ain’t talkin bout shit
My chick bad, tell me if you seen her
She always bring the racket like Venus and Serena
All white top, all white belt
And all white jeans, body looking like milk
No time for games, she’s full grown
My chick bad, tell your chick to go home

[Chorus]

[Ludacris - Verse 2]
Now your girl might be sick but my girl sicker
She rides that dick and she handles her liquor
She knock a bitch out and fight
Coming out swinging like Tiger Woods wife
Yeah she could get a little hasty
Chicks better cover up there chests like pasties
Couple girl friends and they all a little crazy
Coming down the street like a parade Macy’s
I fill her up balloons
Test her and guns get drawn like cartoons
Doh, but I ain't talkin bout homer
Chick so bad the whole crew wanna bone her

[Chorus]

[Nicki Minaj]
Yo, now all these bitches wanna try and be my bestie
But I take a left and leave them hanging like a testy
Trash talk to em then I put em in a hefty
Running down the court I'm dunkin on em Lisa Leslie.
It’s going down, basement, friday the 13th guess who’s playing Jason
Tuck yourself in you better hold on to your teddy
It’s nightmare on Elm street and guess who’s playing Freddy
(My chick bad)
Chef cooking for me, they say my shoe game crazy
The mental Asylum looking for me
You a rookie to me
I’m in dat wam bam purple Lam’ damn bitch you been a fan.

[Chorus]

"He's got his chest on my back, across a new Cadillac..."

The Pretenders - Night in My Veins



I see him standing silhouetted
In the lamp-light
I cross the street
And I quicken my pace
He cups his hands and he
Lights a cigarette
I find myself in the bones of his face

It's just the night in my veins
Making me crawl in the dust again
It's just the night
Under my skin
Slipping it in

He's got his hands in my hair
And his lips everywhere
Oh yeah
It feels good
It's alright
Even if it's just
The night in my veins

He's got me up against the back of a
Pick-up truck
Out of sight of the neon and glare
We might as well be on a beach
Under the moonlight
Love's language reads the same
Anywhere yeah

It's just the night in my veins
Making me crawl in the dust again
It's just the night
Under my skin
Slipping it in

He's got his chest on my back
Across a new cadillac
Oh yeah
It feels good
It's alright
Even if it's just
The night in my veins
Even if it's just the night in my veins

I've got my head on the
Kerb and I can't produce
A word
Oh year
It feels good
It's alright
Even if it's just
The night in my veins

It feels good
It's alright
Even if it's just
The night in my veins

Even if it's just
The night in my veins
It feels good
It's alright

The venom of your tongue

It's one week til we move. Not into a new house yet--my folks still have to choose one and then those people need to find somewhere etc. So we'll be moving to a resort. My folks haven't vacationed in years, so they decided to get something more than a dingy apartment for the next two months.

Anyway, there's lots of packing to be done still. I'm going to prep a bunch of "love songs of the day" to auto-post, in case anyone needs a new love theme for their novel! ?? And hopefully I'll be back with proper content once we've settled in.

I'll try to pick some really good songs. ;-)

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Suggested by my brother:

Kiss me till you hurt me, then again until I'm numb
Burn holes in my neck with the venom of your tongue
Remind me again how lucky I am right now
Laugh at my body but then turn off the lights and put out




And we haven't done Madonna yet...


  

Prince. Crowd. Surfed.

So yesterday my buddy Madame Miroir and I rushed to close up shop at exactly 5:30 so I could zip down to the seaplane and hop the 6 PM from Nanaimo to Vancouver. I was off to see Prince!

Beautiful sunny day, could even see into the water at places, see little fishies. My mum met me at the local bar, then we went downtown. Happened to park outside the book store where my brother is night manager. He hadn't started yet, but we left him a note "from Prince." So he'd know we were thinking of him.

Then we stood in line with three nice drunk people, and ended up in sort of the 11th row (5th row, but there was a standing area in the front.) Then we ROCKED OUT!!

Prince is doing this little West Coast tour, in small venues, with a band he put together of three women (one from Montreal). So it was classic 4 piece band rock, and distorted and shreddy and guitar heavy and AWESOME. It was not  "top of the pops" concert, which many reviewers slammed him for; but we knew that going in. Prince is just super entertaining, almost anyone would enjoy him, even if you didn't know the songs. He plays with the audience, he flirts, he dances, he shakes his booty, he does call and response, and then... he crowd surfed!!

Only at our concert (out of the 4 he played.) I never imagined an artist of his stature would crowd surf, cause don't you risk being killed? Anyway, we went nuts, even those of us not in on the action.

It ended at 1:30 and then we sat around talking til 5. Today we drove around White Rock where they film our fave show Psych (pretending it's San Diego).

Here's the version of Let's Go Crazy that he played:

LETSGOCRAZY from Madison Dubé on Vimeo.

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A new version of "Eye Could Never Take the Place of Ur Man" (the version played at our concert.) A sex song in that it's about turning a woman down because...

I may be qualified 4 a one night stand
But I could never take the place of your man

You need a love that's gonna last

Guess what's on tomorrow's agenda? Woo!

Mick Jagger helps us through sex month

My days, I've been so tired this month. I reserve some energy for helping Stepmommy pack, and then I watch TV, my head nodding against the computer. zzzz

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It's my dad's birthday! I don't know if his band, Raven Blue, got to play this song at the dances... but it's definitely one of the best sex songs of his generation. How can you top "you make a grown man cry" and "you make a dead man come" ?



Let's pair it up with Mick Jagger's "Just Another Night." Another sex song that's really quite sweet.

And a one-day pass to heaven is so hard to find
And a one-night pass ain't really what I had in mind

old fashioned sex songs

Hey all, I promise I'll be posting some actual content soon. Soonish. Well I hope so.

It's just that every time I start something deep, the clock ticks towards 3 AM, and I know that pushing myself to finish will mean way too late of a bedtime.

Happened again tonight. I wrote a few paragraphs, then looked at the time and realized I couldn't finish it.

So all I have is...

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Spring only means one thing
To little love birds
We're not above birds
Let's misbehave!


I need a little sugar in my bowl,
I need a little hot dog, on my roll
I can stand a bit of lovin', oh so bad,
I feel so funny, I feel so sad
I need a little steam-heat, on my floor...

Stuff it!

I finished Owly! I'll put better pics another day.

It's a cat cushion, hopefully. Made from a $1.00 sweater, a $1.00 corduroy jacket (the nose), an old scarf (bottom layer of eyes), and yarn, embroidery floss (around the nose and eyes) and stuffing from the Sally Anne.

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Last week we got an 8 track deck into the store, along with a handful of 8 track tapes. To test it, my coworker put in a disco album that I used to own!


And here is the excellent Salt N Pepa!

Hot for libraries

I still love these "little libraries" that people put up in communities, or in front of their homes. One of the houses my parents looked at had one!

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The closest I could find to sex + books.

Still counts!

I got a slight promotion at work. When the supervisor isn't in the store, there's a "lead" who's in charge, and a second lead who's in charge when the lead's on vacation. Our old lead got a new job, he had his last day Saturday. The old "second lead" dude was promoted to lead, and I was given the "second lead" job.

Something I wasn't expecting, but I'm pleased. Our new lead is a great guy whom everyone likes and respects. He's on vacation this week, though, so I'm diving right into the new posish! I'll be in charge all day Monday (though the thrift store coordinator will be there), and I close the store all week.

Those who knew me at my last job won't be surprised that I've already typed up and printed an Excel checklist on how to close the store. ;-)

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I like the Beach Boys version better, but Roth's video is more entertaining.


And since we're on the comical, here's Lonely Island's "I Just Had Sex". I like seeing "cool people" being silly, letting themselves be made fun of. Akon had a mini scandal once because he pulled a girl from the audience to *dance* with--that is to say, to dry hump the sh*t out of her--and she turned out to be under aged. It was hilariously awful and I'm pretty sure the "flop around" line is about that:

So this one's dedicated to them girls  
That let us flop around on top of them 
 If you're near or far, whether short or tall  
We want to thank you all for letting us fuck you

Though my fave line is:

Dude: She put a bag on my head
Akon: Still counts!



Moi: But I'm only second lead
Akon: Still counts!
   

A message for you and your mirror

Today's song has a dual purpose of sex song and encouragement song. And who could be capable of that? Why, Prince of course!

There's a live version (out there somewhere) of Prince singing "Cream" solo with acoustic guitar, and part-way through the song, right after "You're so good, baby there ain't nobody better" he tells the audience: "You know I wrote this while looking in the mirror, right? I'm serious."

Until then I'd only thought of it as a sex song, whether due to the moaning or the video, I don't know. But it actually makes way more sense as an encourage-yourself-to-greatness song. As in: Cream rises to the top. Can't believe I never noticed it before. Only Prince could make self help sound dirty.

So if you need a hit of "I'm awesome" today, then I present for your consideration, the lyrics to "Cream." (Try singing it to yourself in the mirror.)



This is it--it's time for you to go to the wire
You will hit, cause you got the burning desire
It's your time, you got the horn so why don't you blow it?
You are fine, you're filthy cute and baby you know it.

Cream, get on top
Cream, you will cop
Cream, don't you stop
Cream, sh-boogie bop

You're so good, baby there ain't nobody better
So you should never ever go by the letter
You're so cool, everything you do is success
Make the rules--then break 'em all cause you are the best

Cream...

Do your dance, why should you wait any longer?
Take a chance, it could only make you stronger
It's your time--you got the horn so why don't you blow it?
You're so fine, you're filthy cute and baby you know it
    

If it gets you where you wanna go

I've got a non love song for you today. Heard it on the country station last week and it had me scrambling for a pencil and gum package to write down google-able key words. (In the end I lost the gum packet and only remembered seeing "Smith" on the radio's screen. Can you believe it only took five minutes of googling "Smith country artist" before I found the song? Amaaaazing.)

Sort of chirp-you-up song. We'll dedicate it to Skye, who was recently on the road headed for a new life out on the coast!


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Can't have sex month without Aerosmith.

Your words they lie!

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Meant to post this on my mother's birthday yesterday, but posted Rod instead. That's okay, it's her fault I have a weakness for him anyway, growing up with her album collection.

But here's her (I believe) #1 love, Le Boss.


This song contains one of my most hated rhymes: "bet" and "Romeo and Juliet." "Juliet" appears to be the only word song writers can find to rhyme with "bet." Or vice versa. Just stop it.

Sexy & Sax

I seem to have completely missed the month of March, in terms of blog reading. Just ran off to Planet Crochet or something. I should soon have an owl pillow to show for it. And a crocheted monkey that started as a hat. Anyway, I'm making my way down the list--made it to Ms JQ. Now must watch my shows. ;-) Hope to see you soon on your pages! And thanks for still being my frog even when I wander off into fields of crocheted flowers.

If anyone's interested, here's the rom com run from Girls that I talked about. Obviously it's better when you know the back story etc., because these two have screwed each other over a lot and I didn't expect them to get back together. And as Billy Mernit points out, it subverts your expectations cause it is not a classic rom com kind of show.

The moment where he clears the couch cracks me up.


(Mernit also has a post about the sex in Girls, which might give you a sense of how the show is the emo version of Sex and the CITY. )


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Two hilarious old Rod videos. Does anyone even use the word "sexy" in music anymore? Did it go the way of the saxophone? What's interesting about "Do Ya Think I'm Sexy?" is... it's actually kind of sweet.

Funniest youtube comment: "my 12yrold heard adout him on a talk show and they played this song and now my child lthinks rods the man lol"

STOP RIGHT THERE!!

Yesterday was a bit weird.

I've been finding lately that the depressions is lifting, and I'm more often feeling like Yea Aulde Selfe. But today it came and bited me on the bottom again. I felt very homesick for Fernando and Kittehs.

Earlier this week, when I was feeling good, I'd agreed to go with my parents to the dinner they were invited to. This is something I've resisted since coming here. I'm not crazy about spending time with strangers, my reasoning being: I have so many good, good friends who I don't see enough--if I've got time to socialize, then I'd rather be deepening those relationships. And the rest of the time I like to be at home. Being with others energizes me to some extent (extrovert) but then I still need masses of time to myself (introvert.)

Anyway, I did it for my daddio. But then I woke up under SUCH a cloud, it was awful. Dragged myself through the day, grumplestiltskins. Their friends were lovely, lovely, people, and I hope I got through it without coming off as an asshole. But in the end, this must be one of the reasons we isolate when we're depressed: Cause we don't want to disappoint others. Or snap at them. Or be mean. We don't want to be in situations where failure is a higher statistical probability.

Oh well. Hopefully tomorrow will be better.

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Love this whole album. Our parents had this album when we were kids and we thought this was just a baseball game. One of the great sex songs of our time. I can sing every word. "Paradise by the Dashboard Light" -- the juxtaposition of heaven and a car has Jim Steinman written all over it. Love that he can write a beautiful line like...

Baby don't you hear my heart?
You've got it drowning out the radio

...alongside monumental cheese:

So open up your eyes I've got a big surprise
It'll feel alright, well I wanna make your motor run!

Skyyy rockets in flight!

I decided a needed some challenges with this Love Song of the Day thing, so this month every song is going to be about sex. ...If "sexy" or "foxy" is in there somewhere, all the better. If there's a saxophone, then it's on like Donkey Kong.

In March I was watching Arrested Development for the first time, and there's a funny episode where our protagonist and his niece sing "Afternoon Delight" in karaoke at the office Christmas party, and it's only as he's singing the song that he realizes what it's about.

So I thought that'd make a good first entry--and the video... well... you don't want to miss it. Or, 15 seconds of it, anyway.