I've had the chorus of a stupid song running around my head now for about a week.
Then I made it worse.
I typed what little I could remember about it into Google and pressed enter.
It's on YouTube.
Now I can sing all the words to the chorus and hum the entire tune.
And it's from the 70s. The decade that left fashion looking like it had been caught in a hit and run.
Check out The Sweet. The guitar player with the silver tights and hot pants - that's a guy.
See if you can spot the craaazeee green afro sported by a white audience member, the girl in the white vest and mini skirt who reeeeeealy fancies herself and the brief flash of the smock-wearing escapee from a Jethro Tull gig.
Ah yes, when true rock stars wore spandex, high heels, sunshine yellow trousers and blouses and stripy tank tops!?
All together now
'Cos Little Willy Willy won't go home,
But you can't push Willy round Willy won't go,
Tried telling everybody but woah no!
Little Willy Willy won't go home!