Every Britney Spears Song Ranked

A gorgeous Latin trip with acoustic-guitar ripples, as she warns, “You don’t wanna cross the line, but I’m-a make you change your mind.” 

Cornier than corn itself, in the most endearing way, “Deep in My Heart” goes for an early-Nineties Club MTV house vibe, complete with harp glissandos. Plus, Brit pledging her love will last forever.

Sadly, every summer love must have an autumn goodbye, as Britney reminds us that it always ends in “red leaves and blue tomorrows.”

The most shameless Gwen Stefani rip ever. Britney’s guy didn’t feel like taking her to the club tonight, so she went out by herself, and uh-oh — “Here I am holding hands with somebody seriously beautiful.” Don’t wait up, doomed dude at home.

Give Max Martin credit for squeezing every last drop out of the formula. You can practically hear the label guys begging: “Hey, Max, maybe you could write her one that sounds kinda like ‘I Want It That Way’? Or exactly? Hell, give it the same chorus!”

Brit takes the Blackout blueprint into straight-up comedy, leering at a guy who’s “not talking, he’s just walking like them city boys from New York!” He could be the always-wearing-shades rocker the Shangri-Las lusted for in “Give Him a Great Big Kiss” (“he’s good-bad, but he’s not evil”) a few decades down the line. 

After 20 years of parallel history, it was high time Brit did a flat-out Spice Girls tribute. Damn good one, too. 

Brit rocks the Smurfs 2 soundtrack. A hell of a lot better than that Justin Gargamel song about the trolls. Dirtier, too — “Spin me around the way I like” is a surprisingly non-G-rated sentiment.

A spoken-word thank-you from Brit tucked away at the end of her debut CD. “It means so much to me that you enjoy listening to my songs as much as I love singing them!” Then she gives a preview of the new Backstreet Boys album: “Hit it, guys!” In other words, her debut album ends with an ad — now that’s concept, right? But you can also hear the innate musicality of her voice, even when she’s just reading a script. Perfect for filling empty spaces at the end of a summer-‘99 mixtape. 

Otis Redding would be proud. Who would’ve guessed Britney could get away with attempting one of history’s most revered soul ballads? Every singer on earth knows you can’t cover Otis, unless you’re Aretha, but Britney kneels before this song with the blind humility of a fan, which is the only way to do it.

A Japanese bonus track from Femme Fatale. Groovy use of a horror-movie theremin, plus she rhymes “I need some hypnotherapy” with “I wanna take over your body like it’s Freaky Friday.” 

An early test flight for her sci-fi side, with Brit raving “I keep seeing universes about you.” The title is in a great girl-group tradition, saluting one of the Chiffons’ greatest hits, “Out of This World.” 

The most shameless Natalie Imbruglia rip ever. Like everyone else in 1999, Brit was clearly obsessed with “Torn,” and she gives off such Natalie vibes she might as well be lying naked on the floor.

A bubbly flashback to Seventies roller-skate disco, going for the Chic sound with the god Nile Rodgers himself on guitar.

A slo-mo tale of love in the club, dragged down by the collaborator: an odd choice for a lead single from an album as solid as Glory. G-Eazy raps, “I can tell that you’re a dangerous woman,” making you wonder if Britney got stuck with this terrible guest rap after Ariana turned it down.

The B side to “Stronger,” an exuberantly boy-crazy mash note. “Every time you smile, angels cry?” System of a Down were totally bumping this shit and taking notes in Y2K. 

Britney has her own unique flair for puppy-love bubblegum, which is how she brings so much pizzazz to an otherwise ordinary ditty, chanting, “I’m just a girl with a crush on you!” 

It’s weird how many slap-bass solos appear in her songs — makes you wonder how she and Flea never made any blood sugar sex magik together. Dig that mock Ernie Isley guitar break, too. “Lace and Leather” was the go-to song on the Femme Fatale tour when it was time for the “pull up a random male fan for a lap dance” interlude.

When Britney demands you fill up her tank with gasoline, it goes without saying she isn’t driving anywhere: She just wants you to strike a match and watch her go up in flames. It’s awesomely pathological how Pyro Britney reaches into her falsetto to shriek “Set me on fire!”

Great title — so when do we get an eight-hour Peter Jackson documentary about the making of Blackout?

How did it take more than two decades for the one duet between Britney and the Backstreet Boys? It was worth the wait. They have the relaxed confidence of exes sneaking back for a sure-thing quickie between divorces, with great lines like “If they dusted me for prints/They’d find you all over me.” “Matches” is where “It’s Britney, bitch!” meets “Backstreet’s back, all right!” 

Astro Britney finds true love in outer space — one of the surprisingly reliable themes of her later years. “Swimming in the Stars” is a touching love song, looking up at “seas of city lights.” Nice Depeche Mode Speak and Spell-era synth gurgles, too.

Britney insists on expressing her own identity, warning her dude not to try changing her. “Now you think I’m wearing too much makeup? That my dress is too tight?” Speaking of too tight, Max Martin remains hilariously obsessed with getting paid as many times as possible for the exact same track, so this might as well be titled “Oops! I Did ‘Oops! I Did It Again’ Again.”

Legendary disco pioneer Giorgio Moroder gave her a solo spot on his 2015 album, Deja Vu, with her version of the classic Suzanne Vega tale of a NYC diner. (Fun fact: the same one in Seinfeld.) “Tom’s Diner” has a long story in dance music, when it surprisingly became a fave of Nineties techno and hip-hop remixers; then it became the first track ever turned into an MP3. But Brit makes it her own.

She was outgrowing Cinderella imagery by 2001, but this time Princess Brit walks out on Prince Charming, telling him “I don’t believe in fairy tales.” It could be her prototype of Taylor Swift’s “White Horse.” Also love the regal diction like “I shall break free” and “I won’t return to thee.”

An old-school Phil Spector girl-group tribute with one of her most benign memory-loss plots: When she sees the hot guy in the parking lot, she forgets her name, phone number, even the fact that she’s wearing her boyfriend’s ring. It happens.

“Outrageous” was written and produced by one who shall not be named (rhymes with “bizarre bizelly”), with the singer asking “Aren’t I super-glamorous?” It was slated as a theme for the mega-flop Halle Berry flick Catwoman, but Brit managed to dodge that bullet, proving yet again she’s got nine lives like a kitty cat.

Britney sets out to seduce the night over the Eighties synth-groove of the Eurythmics’ New Wave classic “Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This).” It might seem like an all-too-obvious sample, especially since the Eurythmics had so many cooler hits: Britney should try “Sexcrime (1984)” or “Who’s That Girl?” But she nails the right vibe of sexual obsession, especially when she whispers, “So intense when your scent’s in my vicinity.”

A gratifyingly weird hip-house stitch up from Glory. Producer Ian Kirkpatrick gives “If I’m Dancing” the same spritz he brought to Dua Lipa’s “Don’t Start Now” and Selena Gomez’s “Bad Liar.” Plus some Prince-style lyrics: “My shop has been all pink and red/But he wants blue and green instead.” 

Britney sits at her mirror, primping so she can look extra seductive when she breaks up with her dude. Except when he knocks on her door, they start making out, just for old times’ sake, then suddenly they’re not broken up anymore. They turn each other inside out, because they know each other inside out. A celebration of ex sex, especially the way she twists that familiar line, “Hit me one more time!”

“Sometimes it would take 10 minutes to write a song, like this Spanish twang song called ‘Mmm Papi,’ ” Britney told Rolling Stone at the time. But “Mmm Papi” is proof that banging it out in 10 minutes is sometimes the way to go. The title made people expect her reggaeton move, but it sounds more like her tribute to Smash Mouth — mod Sixties guitar filtered through Nineties neo-lounge production, as Britney does the peppermint twist in her go-go boots.