you hear a song and it becomes embedded into your brain. Maybe you love the song, maybe you hate it. Maybe you start out loving or hating it, but after hearing it in your head for a while (or playing it over and over again in an attempt to remove its cancerous growth from your brain), you end up thinking the opposite.
Since hearing it on the radio yesterday, I can't get "Let My Love Open the Door" by Pete Townshend out of my head. I like the song so I listened to it, and sang along, never knowing it would stick. I tried to ignore the overwhelming urge to keep singing it after it went off. I tried to listen to other songs to 'cover it up.' Tonight, I finally gave in and I'm listening to it (for the fourth time) on Windows Media Player. I'm hoping the repetitiveness will purge the poison from my system.
But it's such a cute little song...and it gives me a good excuse to do the Snoopy Dance. Let my love open the door...to your heart.
Help meeeeeee... (Has this happened to anyone else? Surely it has.)
Since hearing it on the radio yesterday, I can't get "Let My Love Open the Door" by Pete Townshend out of my head. I like the song so I listened to it, and sang along, never knowing it would stick. I tried to ignore the overwhelming urge to keep singing it after it went off. I tried to listen to other songs to 'cover it up.' Tonight, I finally gave in and I'm listening to it (for the fourth time) on Windows Media Player. I'm hoping the repetitiveness will purge the poison from my system.
But it's such a cute little song...and it gives me a good excuse to do the Snoopy Dance. Let my love open the door...to your heart.
Help meeeeeee... (Has this happened to anyone else? Surely it has.)
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