sex song lyrics

Tatelou said:
<snip>Beenie Man - Dude Lou :p :devil: :devil:

That made me think of:
Right Hand Man
- Joane Osborne

Let me use your toothbrush
Have you got a clean shirt?
My panties in a wad
At the bottom of my purse
I walk into the street
The air's so cool
I'm wired and I'm tired
And I'm grinnin' like a fool

I've been on the floor lookin' for a chair
I've been on a chair lookin' for a couch
And I've been on a couch lookin' for a bed...
Lookin' for a bed
Lookin' for my, my...

My right hand, my right hand man (repeat 4x)
Say... my right hand, my right hand man
My right hand, my right hand man
My right hand, my right hand man

If he can't fix it, I don't know who can

The sinsemilla? salesman
And the cops on the block
They know what I been doin'
They see the way I walk
I wonder what they see now
I wonder what they do
To feel somebody want them
The way I'm wanting you

I've been on the floor lookin' for a chair
I've been on a chair lookin' for a couch
And I've been on a couch lookin' for a bed...
Lookin' for a bed
Lookin' for... to really be...

My right hand, my right hand man (repeat 4x)
Say... my right hand, my right hand man
My right hand, my right hand man
My right hand, my right hand man

Use me up if you think you can
 
Tatelou said:
Ok, I narrowed mine down to three, I have loads more. :D

Beenie Man - Dude (A great one to dance dirty to, and so "me").

>>here is a long verse by a female rapper, i cant be sure of the lyrics here but its another verse>>

Lou :p :devil: :devil:

Hey Lou, the rapper's name is Shawnna (Yeah Chi town!!) and here's the verse she raps....

[Verse 3: Shawnna]
You know I'm use to sippin that Grey Goose
And pushin the grey coupe I'm fever like trey deuce
Huh, He wanna see me in Prada
But I be stickin to my wife beaters and pretty panties under my dickies
Now! I need a dude with a wickedest legs
And a, we can do this and a, we can do that
Then grind your body down to the floor
When I, I make it hurt till he don't want me no more
Ok, when ya wanna ride with a runner call me
When ya wanna slide in the hummer all day
I'll be in your life be your lover always
Tellin you no lie we together you'll see
Murda, workin that body body
Got to hurt a, jerkin that body body
Shawwna from D.T.P. on the remix
Wine to the beat can't stop I say Beenie what's up?

P.S. Lou...you dance dirty? :devil: Love the AV ;)
 
Big Time Sensuality
- Bjork

i can sense it
something important
is about to happen
it's coming up

it takes courage to enjoy it
the hardcore and the gentle
big time sensuality

we just met
and i know i'm a bit too intimate
but something is coming up
and we're both included

it takes courage to enjoy it
the hardcore and the gentle
big time sensuality

i don't know my future after this weekend
and i don't want to

it takes courage to enjoy it
the hardcore and the gentle
big time sensuality
 
she_is_my_addiction said:
Hey Lou, the rapper's name is Shawnna (Yeah Chi town!!) and here's the verse she raps....

[Verse 3: Shawnna]
You know I'm use to sippin that Grey Goose
And pushin the grey coupe I'm fever like trey deuce
Huh, He wanna see me in Prada
But I be stickin to my wife beaters and pretty panties under my dickies
Now! I need a dude with a wickedest legs
And a, we can do this and a, we can do that
Then grind your body down to the floor
When I, I make it hurt till he don't want me no more
Ok, when ya wanna ride with a runner call me
When ya wanna slide in the hummer all day
I'll be in your life be your lover always
Tellin you no lie we together you'll see
Murda, workin that body body
Got to hurt a, jerkin that body body
Shawwna from D.T.P. on the remix
Wine to the beat can't stop I say Beenie what's up?

P.S. Lou...you dance dirty? :devil: Love the AV ;)

VERY :cool:

Thanks, SIMA! :kiss:

Lou

P.S. Yes, I do, very dirty. :devil: Thank you! :rose:
 
This song isn't what I'd usually listen to to get me in a sexy mood... But when I want slow and gentle, loving and tender, for some reason... this is it. Its beautiful, sung in German and its just... yeah.

Rammstein - Nebel

They stand with their arms tightly around each other
a mixture of flesh, so rich in days
where the sea touches the land
she wants to tell him the truth

But the wind eats her words
where the sea ends
she holds his hand, trembling
and kissed him on the forehead

She carries the evening in her chest
and knows that she must wither away
she lays her head in his lap
and asks for a last kiss

and then he kissed her
where the sea ends
her lips, delicate and pale
and his eyes tear up

The last kiss was so long ago
the last kiss
he does not remember it anymore
 
Lisahall - Is This Real?

Twisted this feeling walked out of shape
So tired of revealing the moves that I make

And I know, yes I know, but is this real?
And I know, yes I know, but is this real?

Feeling inconstant could drive me insane
Flesh to blood to bone to love
Twisted...

And I know, yes I know, but is this real?
And I know, yes I know, but is this real?

Is this real?

Twisted this feeling
Flesh, blood, bone, love
Twisted
Twisted this feeling

And I know, yes I know, but is this real?
And I know, yes I know, but is this real?

Flesh to blood to bone my love
Twisted
Twisted

Is this real?
 
For The Love Of You - Joss Stone

Feels good
Feels good to me
Feels good
Feels good to me

Drifting on a memory
Ain't no place I'd rather be, no,
Than with you
Loving you
Day will make a way for night
All we need is candlelight
And a D'Angelo song
Ooh, so soft and so long
Glad to be here alone with a lover like no other
Sad to see a new horizon slowly coming into view
I wanna be living for the love of you
All that I'm giving is for the, for the love of you
Lovely as a ray of sun that touches me when the morning comes
Feels good to me
My love and me, ooh

Smoother than a gentle breeze
Blowing through my mind, weary
Soft as can be when you're loving me
When you're loving me
Love to be riding on the waves of your love
Enchanted with your touch
It seems to me we can sail together in and out of misery
I wanna be living for the love of you
All that I'm giving is for the love of you
I wanna be living for the love of you
All that I'm giving, giving, ooh, is for the love of you

Paradise I held within
Can't feel insecure again
You're the key
Oh, this I see, this I see, ooh
Now I'm there and I lose my way
Using words to try to say what I feel
I feel that love is free
I know that love is free

I might as well sign my name on a card which can say it a whole lot better
Ooh, only time will tell
Cause it seems that I've done just about all that I can do
I wanna be, ooh, I wanna be living
I wanna be living, living for the love of you
I wanna be giving, giving, ooh
All that I'm giving is for the love of you
Oh, it's for the love of you

I just wanna be giving all my love to you
Each and every day
That's when I'll be giving all my love to you

That's all I wanna do
I'm giving all my love to you
You know that I'm living for you

Ooh, to love you
 
Just a quick comment on how fast the down and dirty sex song thread has surpassed the emotional romantic song thread in posts. I guess that tells us something about the mindset of the AH gang. Bunch of sex maniacs.

Well, here I am again, and for my fellow undersexed pervs I proffer the following Aerosmith song called Lord of the Thighs. Steven Tylerr has a tendency to change the lyrics to the text in parentheses. If you ever get to hear a real slow and grinding live version of this song, find someone to hump quickly and apply pressure.


Down to who knows who just to socialize
I'm waitin' for my girls, when you caught my eyes
You got your ways to make a man
Honey, you got to understand
I'm your man, child, Lord Of The(your) Thighs
I am between your thighs, Sweetenss.
Well, well, Lordie my God
What do we got here
She's flashin' 'cross the floor
Make it perfectly clear
You're the bait and you're the hook
Someone bound to take a look
I'm your man, child, Lord Of The(your) Thighs
I am humping between your thighs, Sweetnes.
You must have come here to find me
You've got the look in your eyes
Although you really don't mind it
I am the Lord Of The(your) Thighs
I am coming between your thighs, Sweetness.
You must have come here to find me
You've got the look in your eyes
Although you really don't mind it
I am the Lord Of The(your) Thighs

Mmmmmmmmmmm.
 
Joni Mitchell:

Blue Boy
Sometimes in the evening
He would read to her
Roll her in his arms
And give his seed to her
She would wake in the morning
Without him
And go to the window
And look out thru the pain
But the statue in her garden
He always looked the same
He looked the same
 
Blacksnake - You say:
"Realizing he needed to carve out his own niche from other black comedians of that period (namely, Redd Foxx), Moore took a much more shocking approach to his comedy by filling his material with profanity, sex, and several traditional toasts (Shine and the Great Titanic, The Signifying Monkey, and of course Dolemite), making him the world's first X-rated comedian. His toasts were formatted as rhyming stories ("Some folks say that Willie Green, was the baddest motherfucker the world had ever seen," etc.) and often backed by music which has made him a great influence on rap artists of today, many of which have sampled Moore's material or even went so far as to have him appear in songs or videos."

I am familiar with Rudy Ray Moore (Hurricane Annie lives!).

The street toasts that form the basis for a lot of RRM'ds material, of course, predate RRM. The story is that a drunk used to beg RRM for money and he would give RRM street toasts in exchange for the money. RRM tried some of the drunk's material in an act he was using at that time and the stuff proved to be dynamite! The legend was born.

I grew up a whi' boy in several inner cities. In order to survive (there are bigots everywhere), I had to develop a rather nasty front. In fact I was known as 'Wille Green' in several venues.
 
Sportin' a Woody - Dangerous Toys

Well there's women in the city who make me feel shitty
And there's some that make me pack a wad.
But the ones that are fine, oh will never be mine
They won't even give me the time of day.
Get on your knees and suck my cock.
I ain't got no money, I ain't got no home
I gotta find me a bim to live with tonight
Bend over and give me your hot ass.
Sport'n a woody, when you're walkin' by,
Sport'n a woody, when you're titties fly,
Sport'n a woody, rippin' my fly,
Sport'n a woody, till the day I die yeah.
Get ready to take it all.
Well my woody gets big when you're takin' a swig
And your drink's makin you loosen up.
Starts a-talkin' to me, well look down and you'll see
What the hell I been talkin' about
Roll on your back and SPREAD.
I ain't got no money, I ain't got no home
I gotta find me a bim to live with tonight
Fuck me hard. Fuck me wild. Fuck me, fuck me.
Sport'n a woody, when you're walkin' by,
Sport'n a woody, when you're titties fly,
Sport'n a woody, rippin' my fly,
Sport'n a woody, till the day I die yeah.
You like my big, fat dick in your pussy.
Don't know what I'm gonna do, can't stop lookin' at you
'Cause you were lookin' nice to me.
Well I wish you were sedated
So I could at least penetrate you
For an hour, maybe three yeah
.
Yeah, hot dripping wet swolen poontang.
I don't go downtown much 'cause all the working girl butts
Ya know they really make my woody happy.
But in the night clubs and such and all the corner sluts
Might just make my waistband go snappy!
Yeah, I'm gonna come. Get ready to take it all.
Sport'n a woody
Sport'n a woody
Sport'n a woody
Sport'n a woody
Sport'n a woody, for the rest of my life I'll be...
Yes, yes, yes...oh I'm squirtin' a load right in your face. Lick it all up and eat it, you Dirty girl.
 
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Gary Allen ~ "Nothin' On But The Radio"


I sure do hope this is a long night
Cause I have never felt one so right
Each look into your eyes, I'm falling
A little more and more
Looks like we started us a fire
Wrapped up in flames of desire
With every touch, they're burning higher
Two shadows dancing on the wall

With nothing on but the radio
Feel the music playing soft and slow
You and me and the lights down low
With nothing on but the radio

We'll fall asleep here in the moonlight
In tangled sheets, we'll be here all night
And when we wake up in the morning
We might stay like this all day
Two people meant to be together
Two lovers dreaming of forever
And it just keeps on getting better
With every tender little kiss

Nothing on but the radio
Feel the music playing soft and slow
You and me and the lights down low
With nothing on but the radio

Two people meant to be together
Two lovers dreaming of forever
And it just keeps on getting better
With nothing on but the radio
Feel the music playing soft and slow
You and me and the lights down low
With nothing on but the radio

You and me and the lights down low
With nothing on but the radio
 
Sex Song with a big dose of humor

this is a great song by the band "THE CRAMPS"



I Wanna Get In Your Pants


May I have this dance?
Can I get in your pants?
May I squeeze on them shoes?
Sing you maybe some blues?
I wanna wear your rain coat, Dance around the house
Your leopard skin and chain tote, Has got me so aroused!


Oh Baby you got the clothes
You got romance
You got the moves
So, while I got the chance...
I wanna get in your pants?


Just unzip the back
Baby, that's where it's at.
Can I try on that hat?
Give you my baseball bat.
Oh baby it's uncanny
'Bout them there Sunday panties
Hey, today ain't Sunday? Get 'em off o' your fanny!


Oh, under your underpants
You got a wonderful ass.
It's in the back o' my mind
But, meanwhile, back at the ranch
I wanna get in your pants.


You know I'm in a band.
And I can do handstands too!
I got this burning desire.
To don that darling attire.
How that elastic snaps.
Against my kneecaps.
I wanna wiggle into.
Your powdered rubber skin...ooh.


You got the clothes!
You got romance!
You got the boots. So, I just gotta ask
Can I get in your pants?

:cool:
 
You Can Leave Your Hat On
- Randy Newman

(Joe Cocker is associated with this song. Randy Newman's original version is even better).

Baby, take off your coat...(real slow)
Baby, take off your shoes...(here, I'll take your shoes)
Baby, take off your dress
Yes, yes, yes
You can leave your hat on
You can leave your hat on
You can leave your hat on

Go on over there and turn on the light...no, all the lights
Now come back here and stand on this chair...that's right
Raise your arms up in to the air...shake 'em
You give me a reason to live
You give me a reason to live
You give me a reason to live

Suspicious minds are talking
Trying to tear us apart
They say that my love is wrong
They don't know what love is
They don't know what love is
They don't know what love is
They don't know what love is
I know what love is
 
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