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I used to get annoyed at parents who did things ostensibly for kids that were really for them. Now that I am a parent and must daily face the brain-melting horror of catchy but insipid singalongs, I understand. There's one Music Together song, "Trot, Old Joe," that's a particularly virulent earworm.
Trot, Old Joe!
Trot, Old Joe!
You ride better than any horse I know.
Trot, Old Joe!
Trot, Old Joe!
You're the best horse in the country, oh!
Whoa, Joe!
It's repetitive, the meter's off, and the words are boring. But it's also catchy, due to the ultimate lowest-common denominator tune, so I can't get rid of it.
Fortunately, I have Sweety, so now I have a better version.
Face of Boe!
Face of Boe!
Enigmatic visage, o!
Face of Boe!
Face of Boe!
Weirdest dude in the whole darn show!
Noooooooo, Boe!
Trot, Old Joe!
Trot, Old Joe!
You ride better than any horse I know.
Trot, Old Joe!
Trot, Old Joe!
You're the best horse in the country, oh!
Whoa, Joe!
It's repetitive, the meter's off, and the words are boring. But it's also catchy, due to the ultimate lowest-common denominator tune, so I can't get rid of it.
Fortunately, I have Sweety, so now I have a better version.
Face of Boe!
Face of Boe!
Enigmatic visage, o!
Face of Boe!
Face of Boe!
Weirdest dude in the whole darn show!
Noooooooo, Boe!