yes, yes, I know, 1969 
Well, Billy never had a lick of sense. Pass the biscuits, please.
Here’s one that actually makes Pink, Mya and Christina Aguilera look refined, tasteful and subdued.
And here… well, I actually LIKE this song, but forgot how ridiculous the performer looked at the time
Oh wait, you want cheese? Here’s 100% pure Velveeta:
It seems you linked to the same song twice…
God help me, I’m in love with the Chirpy Chirpy Cheep Cheep Chick.
Whoops, try this one.
Yes, folks, tragically, THIS was a #1 single.
Must’ve been the performer’s good looks and machisimo…
One of the worst anti-racism songs ever
A song that tells parents, “Never tell your kids to clean up their rooms, because they may get angry and overdose on heroin.”
I have infected my husband, as well. He keeps humming it, catching himself, and swearing at me. 
WHOOPS. Misread that post. Didn’t see the chick at the end. Thought you meant the song. Which I’ve infected my husband with. He doesn’t think the singer’s a very good singer. Didn’t say anything about her looks.
It’s not her voice. It’s not even totally her looks.
It’s the way she moves when she chirps and cheeps.
I give you the embarrassment of riches that is Rasputinby Boney M. I could have picked anything by Boney M who sold records by the millions and millions in the UK in the 1970s. Some of the most startling lyrics of all time. Personal favourite:
*RA RA RASPUTIN!/
They didn’t quit, they wanted his head/
RA RA RASPUTIN!/
Russia’s greatest love machine/
And so they shot him 'till he was dead.
*
Patchesby Clarence Carter. I actually really love this song, but then I have a weakness for songs that tell stories. Incidentally, I always thought Patches’ momma was a bit of a leach in this song. (Compare and contrast with The Son of Hickory Holler’s Tramp which featured a more enterprising mom.)
Finally, if I can stretch a point in the other direction to include 1980, I think no exploration of cheese is complete without Xanadu by Olivia Newton John.
The hot pants and go-go boots don’t hurt, either.
…more hot pants and go-go boots. Soley, Soley. Also catchy as heck.
Not Cheesy, at least not to me but haunting and if you need a good cry. Karen Carpenter.
Eat your words, Mean Mr. Mustard! Don’t tell us you don’t have Chirpy Chirpy Cheep Cheep on your iPod right now.
If I weighted 98 pounds, I would TOTALLY dress like that on a daily basis.
I do not. But I might damn well get it. Maybe if I fall asleep listening to it, I’ll dream of The Girl in the Go Go Boots. <sigh>