That bloody Blackeyed Peas tune, that is!!!
After laughing myself silly at it almost every time I heard it I now have that tune going round and round and round in my head!
I'm even cranking the car stereo when it comes on on the radio!
"What you gonna do with all that junk, all that junk inside your trunk? I'm g-g-g-gonna get you drunk, get you love drunk on my hump"
When does the madness end???!!!!!
I put it all down to the catchy tune, rather than the lyrics but, damn you Blackeyed Peas, I can't help but sing along!
Why is it that if you take a real disliking to a song that you know all the words to it? What is up with that??! Have I been assimilated? Was resistance totally futile??