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Long post on Iraq, Afghanistan, Fallujah and 9/11 coming up. Meanwhile, I just want to share this. For the past two weeks or so, I've ended up with Come On, Eileen running through my head on a constant loop. This is not A Good Thing. In fact, it's a Very Bad Thing. But why? Why would this song override every single song I hear during the day? Why, out of all the music I listen to, would a song I never listen to inch its way into my brain at the oddest moments? I realized after a while that it wasn't just the song itself that was stuck in my head, but one particular, annoying verse: Come on Eileen too-loo-ra-yay Come on Eileen too-loo-ra-yay Tooha toora-too-loora [your spelling may vary] Upon further listening to the voices in my head (the voices that do a damn good impersonation of Dexy's Midnight Runners), I realized that's not what they were singing at all. Instead, it was this: Come on Eileen, Fallujah-ay Come on Eileen Fallujah-ay Fallujah, lujah The mind does work in mysterious ways, is all I'm saying. Perhaps I need a vacation. Or a psychologist.

Comments

Lisa: You beat Dexy's Midnight Runners!

Homer: Well you haven't heard the last of them.

Its a great song that is catchy as hell. Too bad it was their only hit, even though they were a talented band.

Thanks a lot, Michele. Now I'll be hearing it all day. groan

I think I need one as well. I thought I saw a entry from early this morning but now its not there.

Now it's in my head.

I hate you.

Hate. You.

Weirdly, I actually liked that song. Still do. Can't explain why, I just do.

misery loves company.

The name of the band should be noted as Kevin Rowland and Dexy's Midnight Runners, not that I am being picky.

The Save Ferris version is better than the original - much more peppy.

Clearly, Dexy's Midnight Runners needed to add an umlaut.

The only thing to cure that is "Shiny Happy People"

The other night, that song came on as I was driving home on the Seaford-Oyster Bay Expressway. Before I knew it, I was driving in circles with my head out the window screaming.

Just one of many adverse effects that song has on me

Damn, that was YOU?

Skip Eileen... just come on Fallujah

I could always post some more of the music that's stuck in my head sometimes, Michele.

Islands in the stream, that is what we are....