I’m sorry, I truly am.
How about I give you my earworm that I picked up from an episode of Millennium
Unfortunately it’s an instrumental so I don’t have any words to post.
I married my dream girl, I married my dream girl, but she didn’t tell me her credit was bad
And now instead of living in a pleasant suburb, we’re living in the basement at her mom and dad’s.
I win.
Thanks to a crossword puzzle I did last night:
You can get anything you want
at Alice’s Restaurant
Yes, you do. :eek:
This morning, I got into a discussion about the music I danced to as teenager, so I have an earworm of “Got to Be Real” by Cheryl Lynn:
Get well
get well soon
We want you to get well!
There’s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Aaaaaafrica
Doo doo doo doot da doo doo waaaaaaaaaaahh
A while ago, either here or on facebook someone posted this YouTube link to a lovely acapella choir’s version of Toto’s** Africa**
The song stayed with me for about 8 solid days. Now, I stil like this arrangement but after just a couple days I thought I might go truly insane. About a month after it had left me I was visiting in the home of of a friend. She jumped up and said “Oh I want you to hear this song [Daughter] sent me. I think you’ll really appreciate it.” Click…and it’s baack
Doo doo doo doot da doo doo waaaaaaaaaaahh
I was going to post “We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun”, but I didn’t want it to get stuck in MY head all day!
Snake Farm.
It just sounds nasty.
Snake Farm.
It pretty much is.
Snake Farm.
It’s a reptile house.
Snake Farm.
Ewwwwwwwwwwww!
You are the dancing queen
Young and sweet
Only seventeen
Dancing queen
Feel the beat from the tambourine
You can dance, you can jive
Having the time of your life
See that girl
Watch that scene
Dig in the dancing queen
I can’t hear that song (or even see the lyrics) without immediately thinking about the parody lyrics my cousin and I would sing to that song:
We had joy, we had fun
We went streaking in the sun
But the cops, yeah they saw us
And they shot us in the buns
What can I say, we were nine years old. 
Parodies, eh? Ok, now the worm is
We Three Kings of Orient are
smoking on a rubber cigar…
The only cure for Johnny Cash is Merle Haggard.
I turned twenty-one in prison
Doing life without parole
No one could steer me right but Mama tried, Mama tried. . .
Everyone loves Magical Trevor
Cause the trick that he does are ever so clever
Look at him now. . . .
The TV commercials have gotten to me lately.
“Ice cream and cakey cake. Ice cream and cakey cake. Ice cream and cake, do the ice cream and cake!”
I found myself humming the theme song from The Munsters at work yesterday. Where the heck did THAT come from? Then I saw the commercial on TV – can’t remember who it was, but somebody was advertising Halloween costumes with that as their background music. It must have been playing while I was in the lunch room. Damn you!!
Istanbul was Constantinople now it’s Istanbul not Constantinople been a long time gone Constantinople why they changed it I can’t say the Turks just liked it better that way…
even Old New York was once New Amsterdam…
GAAAH! Thanks ever so much for sharing! 
I can’t live…
With or without you…
From time to time this song I first discovered through a posting on the SMDB flies across my cortex and won’t leave for a long time.
*Why you comin’ home at five in the mo’n?
What’s been going on – can I smell your dick?
*
AAARGGH!
(To make it worse, I actually *like *the acoustic version!)