"WE HAD IT ALL," OR HOW TO GET A SONG OUT OF YOUR HEAD

It doesn't take much. For me to get a song in my head. And it can stay there for days. Especially bad or songs I can't stand. But even songs I really enjoy. I even sing them to myself as I'm trying to sleep. Or even sing them in my sleep.

They haunt my mind even when there is no impetus for them to appear. Granted, when a potato chip commercial uses "Everlasting Love" in their advertisement, then I might have that song racing through my brain for maybe thirty minutes or so. Or looking at a Bogey/Bacall picture from Key Largo can start the process. Re-singing a song from a church service is another avenue for song singing to occur for me.

But when there is no earthly reason for re-singing a particular song, then that is most disturbing. Today, I'm mind singing the Michael McDonald song that the gray haired guy on American Idol sang last night. In addition, a old time song, Since I Fell for You is invading my brain because I stopped to listen to a PBS Doo-Wop show and saw the ancient crooner. And who the heck were the Decastro Sisters? Man, those gals are ancient. And Loni Anderson was in the crowd listening to them. They should have been embarrassed. I was.

How to get rid of the unwanted lyrics and tunes? I don't know why, but when I run Eight Days a Week through my mind, it forces all the other stuff out. Try it next time that theme song from I Love Lucy bounces around in your noggin.