WHY THOSE TUNES FROM HELL ALWAYS ‘STICK’ IN YOUR HEAD

New York Post ^ | 24 December 2001 | Post Wire Services

[Neets]

Ever wonder why some songs - no matter how good or how bad - get stuck inside your head and won

[Tourist Guy]

"My boy Lollipop" anyone?

[Tourist Guy]

"Boy the way Glenn Miller played
Songs that made the Hit Parade!
Guys like us, we had it made

Those were the days

And you knew who you were then
Gals were gals and men were men
Mister, we could use a man like Herbert Hoover again

Didn't need no welfare state
Everybody pulled his weight
Gee, our old La Salle ran great

Those were the days

[eastforker]

Okay,now you went and done it.How bout,cookie,cookie lend me your comb or 77 sunset strip.not to be out done by hey hey we're the monkeys.Less we forget,does your chewing gum lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight and My boomerang won't come back.

[CJacobs]

ARGH.... I just thought of one!

Now I can't get rid of the "gow, gow, gosha gow, gow gow..."

B J Thomas

HOOKED ON A FEELING

I can't stop this feeling
Deep inside of me
Girl you just don't realize what you do to me
When you hold me in your arms so tight
You let me know everything's alright

I'm hooked on a feeling
High on believing
That you're in love with me

Your lips are sweet as candy
The taste stays on my mind
And girl you keep me thirsty
For another cup of wine
I got it bad for you girl
But I dont need a cure
I'll just stay addicted and hope I can endure
All the good love when were all alone
Keep it up girl
Yeah, you turn me on
Ohhhh

I'm hooked on a feeling
I'm high on believing
That you're in love with me

All the good love
When were all alone
Keep it up girl
Yeah, you turn me on

I'm hooked on a feeling
I'm high on believing
That you're in love with me

[Tourist Guy]

My personal all-time fav-o-rite:

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(Sitting On) The Dock Of The Bay
by Steve Cropper and Otis Redding

Sittin' in the morning sun,
I'll be sittin' when the evenin' come.
Watchin' the ships roll in,
Then I watch 'em roll away again.

Yeah, I'm sittin on the dock of the bay,
Watchin' the tide roll away.
Ooh, I'm just sittin' on the dock of the day,
Wastin' time.

I left my home in Georgia,
Headed for the Frisco bay.
I have nothin' to live for,
Look like nothin's gonna come my way.

So I'm just gonna sit on the dock of the bay,
Watchin' the tide roll away.
Ooh, I'm just sittin' on the dock of the day,
Wastin' time.

Looks like nothin's gonna change;
Everything still remains the same.
I can't do what ten people tell me to do,
So I guess I'll remain the same.

Sittin' here restin' my bones,
And this loneliness won't leave me alone.
Two housand miles I roam,
Just to make this dock my home.

Now I'm just gonna sit at the dock of the bay,
Watchin' the tide roll away.
Ooh, I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay,
Wastin' time.

[nimc]

Hush my Darling
Don't fear my Darling
The Lion sleeps tonight.

[Tourist Guy]

Now you've done it!

Gitarzan - Ray Stevens

Gitarzan He's free as the breeze, He's always at ease He lives in the jungle and hangs by his knees As he swings through the trees without a trapeze In his B.V.D.'s He's got a union card and he's practicing hard To play the guitar Gonna be a big star, yeah, he's gonna go far And carry moon beams home in a jar He ordered Chet's Guitar course C.O.D. Makes "A" and "E" and he's working on "B" Digs "C" and "W" and "R" and "B" And me and the chimpanzee agree that one day soon he will be a celebrity Chorus Git it, git it, git it, git it...OW! Gitarzan, he's a guitar man He's all you can stand Give him a hand, Gitarzan Ahhh (Jungle Yell), Ahhh, Ahhh He's got a girl named Jane with no last name Kinda homely and plain but he loves her just the same Cuz she kindles a flame and it drives him insane When he hears her sing, she really does her thing It's her claim to fame, come on, sing one Jane Baby, baby Ow, baby, baby (scat) Baby, baby Well, they got a pet monkey He likes to get drunky And sing boogie woogie and it sounds real funky Come on, your time boy, sing one monkey Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Let's hear it for the monkey On saturday night they need some excitement Jane gets right and the monkey gets tight And their voices unite in the pale moonlight And it sounds all right, yeah, it's dynamite, it's out of sight Let's hear it right.....now Baby, ahhh, baby, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Baby, ahhh, baby, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Chorus Git it, git it, git it, git it...ow! Gitarzan and his jungle band They're all you can stand Give 'em a hand Gitarzan Written by: Ray Stevens Bill Everette

[oregon conservative]

Thought of 2 more little tunes from commercials. "Ask any mermaid you happen to see, what's the best tuna?--Chicken of the Sea!" "From the Valley of the, HO! HO! HO! Green Giant."

[Tourist Guy]

"A-WEEMA-WACK, A-WEEMA-WACK..."

What the h*!! that ever meant!

[The Drowning Witch]

Hob-nobblin! Wit de Goblin! De Gobblin Girl from the mystery world!

[mc5cents]

"Someone left the cake out in the rain" "Yummy yummy yummy I got love in my tummy"

"(You're) having my baby"

"Him! Him! HIM! Whatcha gonna do about him?"

"In the year 2525/Ain't gonna need your teeth, won't need your eyes"

"I been to the desert on a horse with no name"

[dfwgator]

"Kyle's Mom is a Stupid B---- in D Minor"

[Argh]

Steve Cropper wrote that? The guitarist with Booker T. and the MG's? Cheese, you learn something new on FR every day.

[Tourist Guy]

FWIW: I bought some MAYPO last week! True!

But I can't make the stuff without some smarmy kid in my brain screaming

I WANT MY MAYPO!

[white rose]

I'm sorry, but no one will convince me that anything except the dealings of Satan can explain "Don't Worry, Be Happy."

[dfwgator]

"My boy Lollipop" anyone?

Ah yes, the Bawney Frank theme song.

[boris]

Arthur C. Clarke wrote a short story about the "perfect melody". I believe in Tales From the White Hart.

A scientist believed that sticky songs are more-or-less "sticky" depending on how close they come to some "ideal" or perfect melody. He built a computer-driven synthesizer to search for the perfect one.

They found him, catatonic, beating time with his fingers on the table.

Pulled the plug on the box.

He remains in an asylum, still beating time and lost to the world.

"Wait a bit," a listener says at the bar. "If the melody was perfect, how come the janitor who found him (and pulled the plug) wasn't mesmerized, too?"

"Some people have no ear for melodies," (tin ear) is the reply...or something similar.

--Boris

[Phantom Lord]

Come Sail Away by Eric Cartman.

[boris]

"Nothing Could Be Finer Than to Be in Carolina."

--Boris

[L.N. Smithee]

Amadeus, Amadeus, Ahm-mah-deus,
Amadeus, Amadeus, Ahm-mah-deus,
Amadeus, Amadeus, Ahm-mah-deus,
Amadeus, Amadeus, Ahm-mah-deus,
Oh Oh Oh Amadeus
You got to rock me Amadeus