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5. Lana Del Rey, "Born to Die"
Look, whatever you have to say about LDR, which is probably a lot, it's hard to argue that she doesn't have a certain je ne sais quoi — even if it's a kind of monotonous je ne sais quoi that was carefully put together in her record label's Office of Strategic Je Ne Sais Quoi Visibility Initiatives. When you put together her silicone pout, ass-cheek-grazing denim cutoffs, and tattooed lover, and throw them in a car on a warm summer's eve, you've got the epitome of sexy. And maybe an erection.
NEXT: "St. Vincent's writhing like she got into the PCP jar..."