"Here's the giggly pack of girls. Those are the beta males who can't get a date. Now's when she finally said Yes. That's a musical orgasm." Et cetera.
Sometimes, I just turn it on and crank it up way loud. Like, when I'm driving the crew home at the end of a looonnng trek, and only a couple of us are awake (and I've got to stay that way). Or, when I've got a mountain of laundry to fold and hang and no enthusiasm for the task (energy transplant!).
Wouldn't it be cool if Mannheim Steamroller covered Carmina Burana?