"Makes me wanna grab my guitar/and play with it all night long," followed by a subtle groping of an uncomplicated chord sequence, may be my favorite musical double entendre of all time. Upon hearing "A Woman Needs Love" at the cafeteria this morning (how often does that happen?), an older teacher friend wondered, "Where IS Ray Parker, Jr. these days?" We got Ludacris and Sean Paul, I said. Ray, the Boba Fett of his day, would trade his gravel-voiced pussy jive and guitar for hip-hop flow if he was guaranteed the chance to massage Rihanna's feet.