After three million in sales and several Top-10 singles, you can be sure this cute Montreal fivesome is getting some. More likely, the title Still Not Getting Any… is a nod to the frustrations of hormonal TRL viewers who put Simple Plan on top. On their second CD, they work with Bon Jovi producer Bob Rock, proving once and for all that they have no credibility. What’s less punk than Bon Jovi?

To their credit, they could not care less about cred. Simple Plan have streamlined the volatile formula blink-182 brought to the mainstream. Their rallying cries introduce ballad-like touches: a melancholy bridge (“Perfect World”), or wistful lead guitar threaded through furious chords (“Crazy”).

Seemingly introspective tracks like “Everytime” erupt into blowout choruses. In just about every song, power-chord kicks disguise Pierre Bouvier’s banal complaints. (“No one likes to share/I guess life’s unfair.” You don’t say!) Even Bouvier’s voice, both geekily nasal and technically potent, is at once empathetic and empowering.

There are flourishes to the formula, too. “Perfect World” opens with a cannily chosen beat, and acoustic guitar peeks from “Welcome To My Life” like sunbeams through a storm. Unlike their forebears, there’s nothing idiosyncratic about them. The upside is that, like boy bands, any track could be the next single; every song has hooks so polished you can see your reflection in them.

So they are rootless: Their best song and only ballad, “Untitled,” sounds like Foreigner’s ’70s stadium rock. Floating in a sea of strings and piano parted only by a satisfying guitar solo, Bouvier signals both torture and relief, sounding utterly at home. Simple Plan are gluttons for the pleasure of release, a quality they picked up from an earlier generation of wound-up punk. Though that’s also the only quality to which they’ve remained loyal.

DOWNLOAD THESE: “Untitled,” “Welcome to My Life”