so i have a new favorite song, it’s Shakira’s “Hips Don’t Lie”. yeah. I KNOW! it has been added to the “start of a brand new hipster generation” playlist, and on repeat since i got it last night. i’m a little pissed that nobody told me this song existed considering my hip song fetish. so yes, anyone got any hip songs? so far i have:
•shake your hips, the rolling stones — don’t move your head, don’t move your hands, don’t move your lips, just shake your hips.
•i miss you, the honeydogs — i miss your laughing lips, i miss your eyes and hips
•album of the year, the good life — it’s the way she’d bite my lower lip and push her hips against my hips and dig her nails so deep into my skin
•to destruction, dolorean — i cannot lie to your face, your lips, your skin, your hips, or your waist
•honey in your hips, yardbirds — i can’t stop, i want to kiss your pretty lips, cause i know, pretty babe, you got honey in your hips
•the great curve, the talking heads the world moves on woman’s hips. the world moves and it swivels and bops
•ain’t got me, paul westerberg — give me tambourines, a pair of shaking hips
•jeepster, t-rex — the way you flip your hip, it always makes me weak
•sweet lips, big hips, shirley brown — you’re gonna miss these sweet lips, that kiss you so tender, big hips, that make your love surrender
•hips, blanket music — shut up and sway your hips
•sheela-na-gig, PJ Harvey — look at these my child-bearing hips, look at these my ruby red ruby lips (double word points for mentioning rubies)
•from the hip, lloyd cole + the commotions — this one’s from the hip, oh mother you have sorely misjudged me
•Nobody, the replacements — hips shake to the band for old time’s sake
•hips don’t lie, shakira featuring wyclef jean — you know my hips don’t lie, and i’m starting to feel it’s right
and i am always looking for more.
*sigh* You’re never going to land Mr. Newman if you don’t include “Streets of Fire” by New Pornographers on your mix: “Sweet sweet sweet sweet fire in the street, let’s sully every stage. Lick my lips, twist my hips, but Contessa….I already did.”
robin, you are a genius. and i feel so bad. i should probably start composing my apology letter right now.
U2’s Elevation – “the orbit of your hips…)
imperial teen – year of the tan
“shakin’ hips for a living, it’s the year of the tan”
For goodness’ sake, I got the hippy hippy shake?
Paula Cole – Oh John
Your hands designed my body
You autographed my hip