Early Morning Earworm

I, along with many other people ascending the Rosslyn escalator, were privy to the earworm plaguing another metro rider this morning. The song; Barbara's Bedroom by Whistle. The performer; a woman whom appeared homeless, or at the very least to have a unique mind. As she repeated the chorus on her way to the top of the escalator, she also gently rubbed her left butt cheek with her left hand.

Needless to say, the entire ordeal was much more than I was prepared for at 7am this morning. Nonetheless, I've downloaded the song, and listened to it twice since I've been at my desk.

I, was in Barbara's Bedroom
Whoa I, was in Barbara's Bedroom
You shoulda seen me, in Barbara's Bedroom
Whoa I, was in Barbara's Bedroom