#22 ...summer holiday time...

Right gents. The weather is not looking so great, in fact it's hardly looking like summer at all. Your lady is feeling pale, bored and in need of a break. Take some advice from my friend Dizzee and take your gal on a city break!

Get your passport and your bikini You need a holiday, come see me I know you're tired of the same old scenery And I could change all that so easily

Aw that's nice. I need a holiday.

Go wild, do your thing, yo take a chance I'll take you to the South of France ......Like Cannes

Like Cannes...but not. I'll settle for Tinie Tempah's offer instead - Scunthorpe anyone?

#21....Great Expectations....

An apt name if ever I heard one. This song turns women AND men into gibbering, weepy wrecks. It's one of the most beautiful, romantic, wonderful collections of words that have ever been sewn together in sentences. The expectations on you to live up to this level of romance are epic. I'm not sure I would even try :S *sigh*

"If it rains all day I'll call on you like I used to.

Slide down beside and wrap you in stories tailored entirely for you.
I'll remind you, we exchanged a vow...I love you, I always will.

A call girl with yesterday eyes was our witness and priest.
Stockport supporters club kindly supplied us a choir.
Your vow was your smile as we move down the aisle of the last bus home.
This is where I go just when it rains.

Blinking and stoned, rain in your hair, you only smoke 'cause it's something to share. Singing, "Bring on the night to have and to hold. The sodium light turning silver to gold."

Spitfire thin and strung like a violin, I was. Yours was the face with a grace from a different age. But you were the sun in my Sunday morning...You were the sun in my Sunday morning telling me never to go.

So I'll live on the smile and move down the aisle of the last bus home.
If you're running late this is where I'll go.
Know I'll always wait."

#20 Need. I. Say. More?

Sometimes we can use other people's mistakes to help us learn. Let them cock it up and then you know exactly what not to do.

I don't know the 'gentleman' (I use the term loosely because he's clearly a massive idiot) who dumped Beyonce. However, I'm fairly sure he wont mind me slagging him off. Actually he'll never know because he's probably living in a small, dark hole somewhere. Bashing his head against a wall. Hard. Fool.

Lesson #20 is a simple one. Women like a bit of commitment. Show them you're serious. If that's not the lesson then I'm pretty sure it's buy us jewellery to keep us happy! :o)

Up in the club, we just broke up
I’m doing my own little thing
you Decided to dip but now you wanna trip
Cuz another brother noticed me
I’m up on him, he up on me
don't pay him any attention
cuz i cried my tears, gave three good years
Ya can’t be mad at me

Don’t be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it

I got gloss on my lips, a man on my hips
hold me tighter than my Dereon jeans
acting up, drink in my cup
I couldn't care less what you think
I need no permission, did I mention
Don't pay him any attention
Cuz you had your turn
But now you gonna learn
What it really feels like to miss me

#19 ....underrated romantics....

A cursory glance at their back catalogue would seem to hint that the boys of Bowling For Soup are typical blokes. For evidence, may I draw your attention to such classics as "Friends, Chicks, Guitars", "Hooray for Beer" and "Dear Megan Fox". Tattoos, alcohol, minimal chord changes...laddy punk-pop at its best.

Now take a look at this. It's not exactly a work of Wordsworth or Byron...but that's not to say it's devoid of romance....

Me, I never had a clue...but now me, I've got you.
Me and you've got something that has long been overdue.
I hope you hang around, and baby, we'll get down.
We'll get down and boogie, and we're gonna paint the town.

So honey take my hand.
Could I please have this dance...
I'm all in...

You know it's been too long
Since I've felt this way.
It's been too long
I guess I've never felt this way...

Here's a fact for you. Even if we HATE dancing. Even if we can't imagine anything more embarassing and humiliating. We would LOVE for you to ask us to dance. We would probably melt a little bit right there and then. (There's the learning part done!)

You, such a dream come true.
To me a dream is you.
I love to watch you laugh and sing like only you can do.
So won't you hold my hand,
And save me your last dance...
I'm all in...

D'awww see they're soppy boys really. AND if you weren't already feeling loved up...

And I'll be your happy ever after, you'll be mine.
And now my whole world's brighter with you here by my side...

*swoons*

#18 I wish every day was McFly day!

I was going to find a McFly song to get cross about - but then realised I was thinking about Busted (bunch of knobers - see Year 3000 for proof). McFly are ace. Yep. Screw you non-believers. This is actually lovely:

Yesterday, you asked me something I thought you knew.
So I told you with a smile 'It's all about you'
And I would answer all you're wishes, if you asked me to.
But if you deny me one of your kisses, don't know what I'd do.
So hold me close and say three words, like you used to do.
Dancing on the kitchen tiles, it's all about you.

Kitchen dancing FTW!!! (Men take note!)

The following however is not big or clever....

Hey, there's nothing on Earth that could save us
When I feel in love with Uranus

You down there.....stop giggling....stop it!

#17 You can do lots in a minute...

You'd better believe me when I say, those Take That boys are pretty smart. They don't just know how to reverse the aging process, how to write camp pop that goths secretly listen to or how to win in a fist fight with a gorilla (one of those is made up). They also know about 'real life' issues, they're just like you and I!

What's an hour of the day
We throw at least one away
And walk the streets for half the year
To try to find a new career
If you get a flu attack
For thirty days you're on your back
Doing not a single dance

The part about 'not a single dance' is the bit that really gets me. It truly expresses the misery of flu.

Now in the unemployment lines
You can spend your life reading signs
Waiting for your interview
They can shoot the whole day for you

See? Look how bleak and tragic real life is! Hold on though, the boys have a solution...

Now winter's gonna turn to spring
And you haven't accomplished a thing
So baby can't you make me just a little time
Cause you never know what's on my mind

Oh why? What's on your mind? Will it help with my job hunting and snotty nose?

It only takes a minute girl
To fall in love, to fall in love

Oh. No it probably wont then. Never mind.

#16 Don't call me baby...

This deserves a place in the top 101 based purely on the majesty of the lyrics, the profound sentiment and...well...his hair.

What, you may ask, can be learnt from the hormone ravaged, 17 year old brain of the Bieb? That sweepy fringes are attractive to the opposite sex? Nope. That hoodies are both stylish and practical? Nope. That love can be bought? Yes!

For you, I would have done whatever
And I just can't believe we're here together
And I wanna play it cool, but I'm losin' you
I'll buy you anything, I'll buy you any ring

That girls like to be compared to hot drinks? Yes!

When I was 13, I had my first love
There was nobody that compared to my baby
And nobody came between us who could ever come above
She had me going crazy, oh I was starstruck
She woke me up daily, don't need no Starbucks

That being flirted at by a tweenager is vomit inducing? Yes!

She made my heart pound
I skip a beat when I see her in the street
And at school on the playground
But I really wanna see her on a weekend
She know she got me dazin'
'cause she was so amazin'
And now my heart is breakin'

Nice rhymes Biebs....nice rhymes...