JayElle: Thanks for not being annoyed by my nitpicky-ness. 
YES! I had that song stuck in my head all morning…grrr… :mad:
And no one gets infected by The Tokens, “The Lion Sleeps Tonight” except me?
Inconceivable!
One of the things that I hate about Christmas is the canned music in the shops - they always play “The little Drummer Boy” and it always gets stuck in my head for days. Arrrggghhhh!!!
The one song that got me for a whole summer was “Mama Said” (I think that’s the title).
"Mama said there’ll be days like this, there’ll be days likes this Mama said (Mama Said Mama Said!)
Grr.
There’s an article on the BBC about these things called “Earworms” or “cognitive/brain itch”.
The Barenaked Ladies’ “One Week” is a particularly vicious offender. I was, at one point, able to sing the first two words of the song (“Yit’s been --”) with the same inflection on the same notes as the original. Anyone who knew the song would make a saving throw vs. intelligence and then succumb to bopping their heads in time with the music. About two minutes later, three people in the group simultaneously mumble “chickadee china, the Chinese chicken…”
Yiiit’s been–
I can do better than that…I have the album with this gem on it.
You’re lucky this isn’t the pit.
I also vote for Tom’s Diner, that one is horrendous.
Worst case of the earworms was when I had Tesla’s “Signs” in my head all morning and afternoon, trying desperately to get it out of my head. Finally, busily working on a difficult issue, it went away.
And then it came on the radio, I swear to god, not 30 minutes later. And it was in my head the rest of the day.
“me think of me girl oh so constantly
a maya ahh
a maka ahh
a oohhhh aahhhh”
Something like that.
And more recently
“B double E double R U N beer run,
B double E double R U N beer run,
all we need is a ten and a fiver,
a car and a key and a sober driver,
B double E double R U N beer run”
I don’t know if I should be ashamed or proud that I still remember all the words to that one. And of course now, thanks to you, they’re running through my head. So I must gets me revenge…
Just sit right back and you’ll hear a tale, a tale of a fateful trip…
(or, if you prefer)
It’s a story… of a lovely lady…
Badger badger badger badger…
I do not think that word means what you think it means…
Oh where oh where can my baby be
The Lord took her away from me
She’s gone to heaven so I got to be good
So I can see my baby when I le-ave this world
Where oh where can my baby be…
At least it’s the J. Frank Wilson version.
Thanks a lot fellow Ontarian!
That song will never leave my head, and I finally got it out last week from the previous time watching that Flash.
Is that an actual song? Perhaps the rest of the cd would be as much fun to play for friends and watch them slowly go insane.
Oh, and for the record, I think it’s been (at least in my house) scientifically proven that the Mcdonald’s “Bah da Bup Bah Baaaaahhh, I’m lovin’ it!” is the song (even though it’s the jingle version) that gets stuck on repeat in our heads.
pry
For me, it’s the theme from the Banana Splits.
**TRA LA la
TRA-LA La la
TRA LA la
TRA-LA La la
One Banana, Two Banana, Three Banana, Four.
Four bananas make a bunch and so do many more.**
That sticks with me 'cuz I can’t remember all the words and I have to start over to try and finish it.
Mushroom! Mushroom!
I walked around for about a week straight with that song–that word, actually–using up all my idle process time. When I started unconsciously muttering it aloud at work, though…good times, good times…
Heh. I just saw Pearl Jam in concert on Friday night, and they did their cover of this song, and it had just left my head as I read this. I got over the tinnitis but not the bad song brain fungus. And now it’s back! From outer space! I just walked in and found you here … etc.
Oh, wait, I had a point. Anyway, Dave Barry is in a “band” with other literary types called the Rock Bottom Remainders, and sometimes Stephen King plays, and per Dave, when Stephen does lead vocals on “Last Kiss,” sometimes he sings this version: “When I awoke I found her lying there / I brushed her liver from my hair.” So there’s always that. Apropos of nothing, but still.
I always think about Dave Barry saying that no one should go to heaven who intentionally rhymes “good” with “world”. He’s right, you know. 
All together, everybody now!!
THE CHICKEN DANCE!!
badabadabadabump badabadabadabump badabadabadabump
CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP
“I like big butts and I cannot lie” (but that’s all I know of the song)
for some strange reason!
Oh my god Becky, look at her butt!
You other brothers can’t deny
that when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
and a round thing in your face…