Who Let the Dogs Out (Who? Who? Who?)
I watched Monty Python’s Meaning of Life last night.
I challenge anyone to eradicate the song “Every Sperm is Sacred” out of their head for a few days after watching.
“Let the other spill theirs
On the dusty ground.
God will make them pay for
Each sperm that can’t be found!”
Does he like Lady Gaga? One of the reasons I don’t like her is that her songs stick in my head too much.
This morning at the bus stop (after I’d managed to get a whopping two and a half hours of sleep. . .) a couple of the more obnoxious kids were singing “Who Let the Dogs Out”. As revenge, I started singing “The Song That Never Ends”. 
But as far as Monty Python goes, every so often my Jango (online radio) station will play Monty Python’s “Sit on my Face”. Now, obviously, if my daughter is home I have to forward through it. But if I get to listen to it, I invariably spend the rest of the day humming it at random intervals.
I think I’ll recommend two songs from my high school days:
Rednex “Cotton Eye Joe”
Deadeye Dick “New Age Girl”
My husband likes to sing the last few lines of the chorus of New Age Girl. A lot. For days on end.
Don’t eat meat, but she sure likes the bone. Ye-ow!