I Really Need an iPod

I did a lot of driving this past weekend. Three hours down to get my son, three hours back. Then repeat two days later. Yes, I realize I would drive less if I bought him a car. He reminds me of that all the time. And if you've been sent here by him to encourage the vehicle purchase, tell him Hot Wheels are still where it's at.
When I spend that much time in the car, especially the legs of the trip where I was alone, I listen to the radio. It helps to keep me awake. Plus, I am that fool you see singing at the top of her voice as she travels down the interstate. I sound great in a car. I've never quite figured out why I don't sound that good anywhere else. Odd.
I heard some great songs. I am a big fan of the classic rock and sometimes I would be lucky enough to pick up a great station coming through loud and clear. I will listen to light rock too. But no rap. And no country. Yes, I do live in Tennessee. Thanks for pointing that out. But no, we don't all listen to country music. Or wear camouflage. Or drive pick-ups with a dog in the back. There's me and two other people that don't do those things.
And I do listen to the radio. I don't own an iPod or Zune or any other mp3 player. And I don't even understand satellite radio. So, I mostly surf the radio for stations.

I heard Christmas music. One station was playing only Christmas music. On the second weekend of November. Now I love me some Christmas and Christmas music. And I'm a big believer in keeping the Christmas spirit year-round. Inside. Early November is pushing the songs in my book.

And have you noticed that disco music is played more now than it ever was in the disco era? I came of age in the disco era. Donna Summer was my hero. Loved the Bee Gees. But that little dalliance with disco lasted but a couple of years. Then disco died in a big way. No CPR could have saved it. Except, now it is back. And I never noticed back then just how high those falsetto voices were. How did that ever get popular? And why is it played constantly on "flashback weekends"? Surely we have other things to flash back to as well.But the worst, the absolute worst, was when one station decided to play "Welcome Back Kotter". Can anyone tell me why that song was ever played on the air? We don't hear the Brady Bunch theme song or I Dream of Jeannie. Whoever thought "Welcome Back Kotter" was radio worthy? And why did it get stuck in my head?
For hours. And hours.

Which brings me to my question. What songs annoy you when they get stuck in your head? One Sunday, walking into church, I promise you that the song "I Like Big Butts" started up in my mind. Do not ask me why. I do not know. Anyway, that song was in there all through church. (I'm sorry, God.) Since that time, that song has popped into my head more times than I care to admit.
So, give me some other horrible songs I can get stuck in there. I want to hear your worst playlist. Come one, I can take it.