Excuse Me Mr. is the best No Doubt Song Ever.

Autumn may be for love, but summer is definitely for sex. You know what I’m talking about, the kind of heat is in the air that drives a heat right in your pants, a yearning burning sensation if ya get me *winks*, and it isn’t the clean kind either, oh no. It’s the dirty most disgusting kind where you’re both sweaty from a day’s end of work and you’re tired but you have a little something left in you ‘cause it’s been runnin in your mind all day. Yup, summer is for sex.