Mood-setting songs to get down to
“Short People,” Randy Newman
Really, any song by Oscar darling Randy makes for appropriate lovemaking accompaniment, but this immortal paean to the plight of little folk (”Short people got no reason to live”) oozes heat and erotic urgency the way few other tracks-Newman or not-have managed since.
“What’s Going On,” Marvin Gaye
The obvious choice for a sexy Marvin Gaye song is…well, incredibly obvious, but the political urgency of “What’s Going On” (along with the two New York Jets who provide cooing backup harmonies) far outweighs the lusty wishes of “Let’s Get It On.” Imagine the plight of the urban underdeveloped as you move in time with a lover, and your stamina never will fade.
“Uncle Albert/Admiral Halsey,” Paul and Linda McCartney
Most are quick to label Paul a sappy balladeer, author of songs better suited to the parlor than the boudoir. This classic slice of foppish desire, however, has just the tempo and upbeat rhythm to raise your swankiest, sweatiest relations to a new peak. “The butter wouldn’t melt / So I put it in the pie?” Oooh, daddy.
“Hava Nagila,” Traditional
If thoughts of seventh grade Bat Mitzvahs don’t get you hot, I don’t know what will. Braces, frizzy hair, gawky grinding bodies and, of course, middle aged people dancing the hora, are the perfect ambiance to provide to your next sexual encounter.
“We are the World,” USA for Africa
Wacko Jacko and starving prepubescent children: way too sexy for words.
“Rise and Shine,” Traditional
The quintessential Christian camp song, “Rise and Shine” is the ideal accompaniment to your Valentine’s Day intercourse. You can give each other “your glory, glory” all night long.
“Wind beneath My Wings,” Bette Midler
It’s true, Bette Midler is wonderful any time of year, but she’s extra special around Valentine’s Day. You can laugh, cry and ejaculate all in the course of four minutes. Don’t forget the “Happy Hands Club” version.
“She Thinks My Tractor’s Sexy,” Kenny Chesney
Bump and grind to the country beats of the always endearing Kenny Chesney. With just one word, he replaces your bedroom with a tractor trailer. Plus, who doesn’t want to have sex in whitewashed jeans?
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