"The English language is not equipped to describe the crippling psychological torture of having a song stuck in your head. "Stuck in your head" sounds like a minor logistical mix-up; the real experience is like temporary schizophrenia. A vacuum cleaner jingle, overheard at a vulnerable moment, can wipe out a week's worth of cognition. As usual, we have to turn to German (Weltschmerz, schadenfreude) to chart the subtleties of our own despair: We need the word Ohrwurm, literally "earworm," which appropriately suggests the violent invasion of a parasite. Earworms have ruined some of the best moments of my life. The first time I walked over the Brooklyn Bridge—one of America's sublime experiences—I was haunted by the Meatloaf power-ballad "I Would Do Anything for Love," which ran in a continuous loop all the way across. The song returns to me now whenever I see a big-city skyline."

That touched me, really it did...or cracked me up. You decide. :P

The article can be found here: http://www.slate.com/id/2134938/?GT1=7538


...and now I have the blasted Meatloaf song in my head. *sigh*