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the battle is ON
Published on April 22, 2007 By Sugar High Elf In Misc
I wasn't going to write any more articles today... but the gauntlet has been thrown. Gideon has challenged me to an earworm competition. For those of you who do not know what an earworm is, read this article: Link

The battle began with:


"I closed my eyes,
Drew back the curtain,
To see for certain
What I thought I knew..."

DAMN YOU, SHE!!! LOL


I countered with:

"It's a small world after all... It's a small world after all..."

Gideon quite evilly came back with:

"Friday night and the lights are low
Looking out for the place to go
Where they play the right music, getting in the swing
You come in to look for a king
Anybody could be that guy
Night is young and the musics high
With a bit of rock music, everything is fine
Youre in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance..."

and I responded with:

Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and he wanna go home
Day, he say day, he say day, he say day,
He say day, he say day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and he wanna go home

And now, I'm opening the battle up to all of JU. I don't know how to determine who comes up with the worst earworm, but I'm sure popular vote could decide it.

Ok, everyone, what songs get stuck in YOUR ears.

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on Apr 23, 2007
Now the world don't move to the beat of just one drum
What might be right for you might not be right for some...
on Apr 23, 2007
Zoo, so far yours is the only one to come back and get stuck in my head. I just caught myself humming it AGAIN!

I want my baby back baby back baby
I want my baby back baby back baby

Chilli's baby back ribs
Chilli's baby back ribs.
on Apr 23, 2007

Especially for SHE:

I -was born -under a wande-rin' star, -
I- was born-under a wander-in' star. -


Wheels are made for rollin', mules are made to pack;
I've never seen a sight that didn't look better lookin' back.


I- was born -under a wander-in' star, - a
Wand'rin', wand'rin' star.-

Mud can make you prisoner
And the plains can make you dry;
Smoke can burn your eyes,
But only people make you cry.
Home was made for comin' from,
And dreams of goin' to,
Which, with any luck, will never come true.


I was born under a wanderin' star,
I was born under a wanderin' star.

Do I know where hell is? Hell is in "Hello."
Heaven is "Good bye forever, it's time for me to go."

I was born under a wanderin' star,
A wanderin', wanderin' star.


BRIDGE:...


I was born under a wanderin' star,
I was born under a wanderin' star.

When I get to heaven, better tie me to a tree,
Or I'll be off to roam again, you know where I will be.

I was born under a wanderin' star,
A wanderin', wanderin' star.

on Apr 23, 2007

Hey it's Franklin,

Coming over to play,

Getting better, every daaaay.

on Apr 23, 2007
on Apr 23, 2007
on Apr 23, 2007
And Doc, that was just evil!
on Apr 23, 2007
Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale,
a tale of a fateful trip.


Try singing Amazing Grace to this tune. I can't hardly sing it in church because we sang it this way in youth group. I've wanted to teach the bus kids, but they probably don't even know Gilligan's Island!

on Apr 23, 2007
And Doc, that was just evil!


You are probably the only one who gets it.
on Apr 23, 2007
You are probably the only one who gets it.


Oh, so your evilness truly is directed at me? I'm not sure how that makes me feel... And it worked, it is now stuck in my head. I had to counter with some Gaelic Storm, which is unlikely to get stuck in anyone else's head since I doubt there are any other fans here...

Instead, I counter with...

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 unhappy.

Young man, there's a place you can go.
I said, young man, when you're short on your dough.
You can stay there, and I'm sure you will find
Many ways to have a good time.

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.
on Apr 23, 2007
AAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

You went nuclear!  
on Apr 23, 2007
You went nuclear!


Yeah, only problem is that I'm just as likely to suffer from radiation sickness...

*humming y m c a, it's fun to stay at the...*
on Apr 23, 2007
You went nuclear!


Yeah, only problem is that I'm just as likely to suffer from radiation sickness...

*humming y m c a, it's fun to stay at the...*
on Apr 24, 2007
My wife and I regularly blame these tunes on our internal DJ's, who are suprisingly sick buggers. But we believe we've found a cure. There are two songs which will cancel all others out, sort of like Liquid Paper for the brain. These are "My Favourite Things' from The Sound Of Music or "Copacabana" by Barry Manilow. Then, you're left with either of these tunes stuck in your head. The good thing we've found is these two songs are actually easy to cancel out and replace with something more appropriate.

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woollen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with string
These are a few of my favourite things

OR

At the Copa, Copacabana
The hottest spot north of Havana
At the Copa, Copacabana
Music and passion were always in fashion
At the Copa...they fell in love
on Apr 24, 2007
I find that if I sing the whole song, that usually gets it out of my head. Unfortunately, once I get "Whoomp, There it is" in my head... it takes forever to get it out. Mostly because it's that tiny section that repeats so well, and I don't know the rest of the song. Then, I have to go to my default songs to attempt to drown it out.

Speaking of which...

Whoomp, there it is. Whoomp, there it is.

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