There’s a song in my head and it won’t leave!

Posted on May 18th, 2013

Last week something awful happened. I got a song stuck in my head and I couldn’t get it out. And this was not just any song. This was a super-annoying song. A song that nobody in their right mind would want rattling around their brain. Yes, it was the song from hell.

And that song was “I Wanna Hippopotamus for Christmas.”

I know, right? Who on earth would let that song invade their brain? I mean, of all the songs on the planet, of all the songs that have been sung since the dawn of time, “I Wanna Hippopotamus for Christmas” is not a song you want playing in your skull.

And yet, it was stuck in my head. Which doesn’t say much for my intelligence, now that I consider it. Especially since I only know two lines to the song and honestly? I don’t even know if they are really lines from the song or just something my brain made up to torture me.

It started Monday. I was innocently doing laundry when the words popped into my head and decided to hang out for a while. So all day Monday and deep into Tuesday, I found myself humming along. And the two lines I pathetically know played over and over on an endless loop in my brain. I don’t think I have to tell you that this was beyond annoying.

By Wednesday, I was singing the two lines out loud in an effort to get them to leave. “I wanna hippopotamus for Christmas…only a hippopotamus will do.” I even sang it at the grocery store. I mean, really, really, quietly, of course. But still. I wanted that song to be gone because let’s be honest here. It was driving me crazy.

But do you know what? I am a courteous crazy person. For example, even when it was just family around, I did not burst into song and start wailing, “I wanna hippopotamus for Christmas…only a hippopotamus will do.” Instead I sang or hummed as low as possible so no one else would be infected by my insanity. Yes, I am a giver.

By Thursday, I had ceased caring if anyone I knew heard me sing the dang song. I sang it at the top of my lungs. In the shower. In the car. I was willing to do anything to get that stupid song out of my head (except sing it in public, of course). I even looked the lyrics up online. I had a theory that maybe, just maybe, if I learned the entire song and sang it out loud, the song would be happy and go on to haunt someone else.

Yeah. That seriously doesn’t work, just so you know.

In fact, learning the entire song made it worse. Because now I had a two-minute ditty stuck inside my noggin and it refused to leave. Apparently, it liked it there. I would have thought the song would die from loneliness as it wandered around my brain all by itself, but sadly, it did not.

I began to consider calling my doctor – but really? Would you want to explain that the song stuck in your head is “I Wanna Hippopotamus for Christmas?” I didn’t think so. I mean, it’s one think to THINK you are crazy – but it’s a whole different ball of wax to have it confirmed. Am I right, or am I right?

By Friday, Harry and I had to go to San Jose to run errands. Please, let me just assure you that as much as I love my husband, I had to sing that song. Out loud. In the car. The entire way to San Jose.

And have I mentioned that I’m tone deaf? Because I totally am.

By the afternoon, Harry was considering throwing me out of the car. I know this because he said, “if you can’t stop singing I have to throw you out of the car.” At first I didn’t think he was serious. But when he rolled down my window, I snapped my mouth shut, even though the song kept playing in my pitiful excuse for a brain.

And then it happened. As quickly as it invaded my head, the song left. I don’t know where it went. I don’t know why it went. I only know that come the holidays, the song “I Wanna Hippopotamus for Christmas” will definitely not be on my playlist.

*I know. I promised a different post. I’m sorry and I promise to be a better blogger. Starting next week :)

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6 Responses to “There’s a song in my head and it won’t leave!”

  1. Gina Says:

    Hilarious!! I despise that song! MY kids of course, love it. So far, I have been successful in blocking it from rooting into my head. I think the spiders, innuendos, foul language and other sociopathic thoughts have it scared. Kind of like the scary house that you would run past or cross the street to avoid when you were a child. Wait, I still do that.
    Anyway, I have had songs take up residency in my head also. I have tried the same steps- singing it to others, in public or not ( amazingly I was able to have the grocery aisles to myself . Either I was off key or people were just plain scared ) , but let me tell you how nice it was to walk through the store without fighting for cart space and traffic flow!
    On a road trip , Ohio to Orlando FL, I was able to convince my kids to sing along with the one million Disney Movies we brought with us. Sadly, my husband did not enjoy the concert as much as I did. He at one point, had my seatbelt unbuckled, door lock – unlocked and was looking for a drop point. Another, he tried to lock me out of the car. He forgot I had my keys. But I stood outside it and serenaded him with more Disney songs.

  2. Jillian Says:

    So funny! A couple years ago I got a couple lines of a nursery rhyme stuck in my head and COULD NOT get them out for a week. I seriously stayed up at night and sang that flippin’ song. It was something about what a duck says. “Quack Quack – that is what they say.” I don’t want to try too hard to remember it;-)

  3. Laurie Says:

    Hmmm, you got stuck in my spam while I took a blog break. Sorry about that. LOL! I can’t imagine a duck song stuck in my head. That would drive me seriously crazy…

  4. Laurie Says:

    I will not travel with you. Ever. Not in a car. Not in a train. And certainly not while you are singing Disney toons :)

  5. Agent 54 Says:

    We built this city on Rock-n-Roll By Jefferson Starplane or whatever is the absolute worst song to get stuck in your head.

    Don’t give up on us baby by David Soul is the worst song ever but, so far nobody has ever had that one stuck in their head.

    The Greatest Love song is Mississippi Queen by Leslie West and Mountain. That’s a cool one to have on a mental loop at work.

  6. Laurie Says:

    Agent 54 STOP! Now that freaking David Soul song is in there and I don’t think it will leave!!!!

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