“Even the Vatican knows not to fuck with me,” chirps Robyn on her third release of 2010. The Swedish diva’s swagger is earned. This disc cherry-picks from two previous Body Talk EPs while tossing in five new tracks. It all adds up to the best dance-pop album of 2010, 15 songs that are both immaculately catchy and packed with quirks: On “Fembot,” she does a hilarious sexy-robot bit, bragging about her “automatic booty applications”; later, she trades over-the-top boasts with Snoop Dogg and turns in the kind of Day-Glo dancehall track M.I.A. used to rock. Even her Eurocheese ballads are passionately weird: On “Time Machine,” she folds a Back to the Future reference (“All I want is a DeLorean”) into a huge, heartfelt chorus Lady Gaga would kill to have written.