I Kissed A What?

You know the song I'm talking about. The one that if you hear the first word with the beat behind it, you know it will be stuck in your head the rest of the day? Yes, that's the one I'm talking about. I don't particularly care for that song. Every time it comes on the radio, I change the station as fast as I can cause I don't want it getting stuck in Dylan and Abbie's mind. I have done an awesome job of never letting them hear that wretched song-I've been pretty proud of myself. So guess what happens? Today while in the car driving home from school, one of Abbie's classmates that I drop off at her day care, starts singing that song. Well, before you know it, Abbie is singing it like a broken record. I, of course, tell her it's a "naughty song" and I don't want her singing it again. But, dang that tune cannot get out of her mind. So, in one fell swoop all my hard work is ruined and she will probably be singing it tomorrow in school, or worse-primary! I've just decided I'm going to tell her she has the words wrong and it really goes, "I went to dance and I liked it." Yes, I know that sounds lame, but it couldn't be worse than the alternative.