It’s 2am, you are alone, you turn on the radio and there he is, a DJ playing “Love Songs”.  
His deep voice saying,  “Love songs, all night long, love songs.” 
When you have the speakers turned up loud enough to scare the cat, he plays THAT song. The one that rips into to you.
What do you hear him saying?  “Love songs, crawl in the bathtub and slit your wrists, love songs.”

These arms of mine, they are lonely
Lonely and feeling blue

These arms of mine, they are yearning
Yearning from wanting you

And if you would let them hold you
Oh, how grateful I will be

These arms of mine, they are burning
Burning from wanting you

These arms of mine, they are wanting
Wanting to hold you

And if you would let them hold you
Oh how grateful I will be

Come on, come on baby
Just be my little woman
Just be my lover, oh

I need me somebody, somebody to treat me right, oh
I need your arms, loving arms to hold me tight

And I, I, I need your, I need your tender lips, to hold me
Together when I’m right with you

Written by Otis Redding • Copyright © Universal Music Publishing Group