Oh Astorian, that is just too funny.
wanders off singing “Scrotums, scrotums, everywhere are scrotums, blocking my scenery taking my time, don’t do this, don’t do that can’t you see the scrotums?”
And now I am singing Monty Python’s “Penis Song.”
Every morning for the last couple of months, a song gets stuck in my head right before I step into the shower. There must be some notes of it playing on CNN HeadlineNews right as Sports comes on. I dunno,
But every day I’m lather, rinse, repeating to Peppermint Twist.
“It goes Round and Round
Up and down
Round and Round
Up and down
1 - 2 - 3 kick
1 - 2 - 3 jump”
I’m beginning to hate HeadlineNews…
My mother had this really crappy album by Eartha Kitt that she played over and over and over. To this day there are three songs from this execrable POS that run through my head on a regular basis. I haven’t heard the album itself in 40 years. Can’t I get a neurosurgeon to cut this pig out?
::sigh::
Her name was Lola…
She was a showgirl…
With yellow feathers in her hair, and a dress cut down to there…
She would merengue, and do the cha-cha…
something something something
At the Copa! Copa cabana…Hey!
Repeat until your entire knowledge of Calculus is driven out of your brain…
And while she tried to be a star, Tony always tended bar
Across the crowded floor! They worked from eight til four!
They were young and they had each other
Who could ask! For! More!
At the Copa … &c.
Of course, it’s the last verse of this song that always gets stuck in my head, especially the part that goes: “She sits there so refined! And drinks herself half blind! She lost her youth and she lost her Tony! Now she’s lost! Her! Mind!”
Because, seriously, that’s what I want to do when I hear the damn song. Drink myself half blind and lose my mind. Barry Manilow is EEEEEEEEEEEEE-vil.
Aieeee! You have dissed Barry! I’m divorcing you!
Sorry. It’s not that I hate him, it’s just that his song are so damn catchy and they never go away. I should have said, “His genius is evil.” Barry rocks! Seriously! Please don’t boil my rabbit!
One Barry brought us together…another comes between us! Tune in next time for another episode of Long Distance Hetero LifeMates! :eek:
ARGH! Just the title starts “Coin-Operated Boy” playing in my head. ARGH! Must. Use. Extreme. Measures.
I know a dark secluded place
A place where no one knows your face
A glass of wine, a fast embrace –
It’s called
Hernando’s Hideaway!
WHAT? Nobody has mentioned the all time favorite, sing along, upbeat, get on your feet and scream.
Okay now…everybody, clap your hands and let’s all go to the Villaaage…people
1…2…
1…2…3…4…
Young man, there’s no need to feel down.
I said, young man, pick yourself off the ground.
I said, young man, 'cause you’re in a new town
There’s no need- to- be- un-hap-py.
It’s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
It’s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
They have everything for young men to enjoy,
You can hang out with all the boys …
It’s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
It’s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
Now wasn’t that fun?
young man… 
“It’s Peanut-Butter Jelly Time” by the Yin-Yang Twins
“Wig in a Box,” from the Hedwig and the Angry Inch Soundtrack
Laibach’s cover of the title theme from “Jesus Christ: Superstar”
“Ass and Titties” by DJ…someone or other.
“Bombs Over Baghdad” by Outkast
hrm…and that’s all for now, I think.
bamf
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That’s funny. I just got back from helping a friend draw blood from goats as part of a grad student project (a story of it’s own, that) and one of the other people helping brought her two kids. One of the kids ate a little too much coffee cake and got all hyper and was dancing around singing the YMCA chorus over and over again and everyone said, “Thanks, kid, now that’s gonna be stuck in my head all day”. I told them about this thread, and had planned to come back this afternoon to add that song. Didn’t surprise me though that it was already listed. 
I end up getting songs stuck in my head whenever I watch movies or shows with catchy musical numbers, though sometimes I get these wierd abberations.
Like watching Family Guy and continually hearing Peter Griffen singing the theme song to “Land of the Lost”, which I don’t understand at all. It’s a bad song and he sings it terribly.
Or getting the theme song to “Charles in Charge” stuck in my head because Peter was watching it in a flashback. I’ve never seen the show nor know who was in it or what it was about…and yet I got the first verse stuck in my head for a couple days.
Since we’re talking Flash animations…
clears throat
‘Ohmygod, wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!’
‘Gonads and strife, gonads and strife, gonads and strife!’
Yes I have a song in my head. For months now.
Funny thing is: I don’t know why.
I don’t know the singer [Harry Belafonte]'s repertoire all that well. I know the song [Jump in the Line] is played in ‘Beetlejuice’, but that’s a movie I haven’t seen in ages.
So, why?
And does it help singing another song? I mean: I have it in my head once again and I’d love to get rid of it.
Shake, shake, shake, Senora, shake your body line
Shake, shake, shake, Senora, shake it all the time
Work, work, work, Senora, work your body line
Work, work, work, Senora, work it all the time
