Last year Kelis told us that her milkshake brought all the boys to the yard. 2004's seductress is a crunk queen of the Dirty South. Producer Lil' Jon's beats are sparse 'n' sexy, and Ciara coos with mucho allure. Keep your eyes on the road, now.

The Brit metal mockers' anthem sounds like it's the product of listening to every classic driving song ever, from Boston's "More Than a Feeling" onward. Tighten the seatbelt, make sure the airbags are working, and blast it out loud.

These two yahoos know that pop loves a pageant, so the video for their crazed hip hop & smash looks like a Barnum & Bailey big top run amuck. If you're driving to this one, better get a convertible as the title refrain needs to be shouted to the sky.

Write the check for the speeding ticket right now; you'll be clocking 20 to 30 mph over the limit when this high-drama rocker comes wailing from the dashboard. Keep your finger on the volume, too. It can always go higher.

For those times when it's best to cruise along at 10 miles per hour, so you can see and be seen, Usher is here. Lil' Jon's beat already sounds like a car alarm. The Atlanta confessor's club-conscious vocals provide your engine's antifreeze.

The buzzing guitars and English prep school delivery might be totally '80s, but the song's extraordinary slow-motion breakdown section is what will get you attacking the steering wheel like it was a punching bag.

As much as we'd like to show tolerance to all people in the world, it's really not a great idea to do any driving while "retarded." BEP's cunning mix of vocal dueling, handclaps and a strolling bass-line will, however, give you a license to smile.

Big guitars, massive vocal, gargantuan drums. Don't let go of the wheel for this one as there's going to be a tendency to play every version of an "air" instrument you can think of.

A record so ethereal and joyous it feels like it might have existed since time began, the Washington indie band's announcement that they finally got their act together could transform even the worst traffic jam into a communal love-in.

Can your struts and shocks handle six people doing the Frug like there's no tomorrow? If not, you better call Midas. The retro bounce of this cheesy rock 'n' roll nugget is a mighty, mighty thing.