As if it weren't bad enough that I'm up at 3AM and can't sleep, to top it all off I have a song in my head I can't get out. And so I give it up to you Sleuthy-types, in the hopes that it will infect you and leave me alone. Ahem.
You and I in a little toy shop
Buy a bag of balloons with the money we've got
Set them free at the break of dawn
Till one by one, they were gone
(cue groovin' synth)
(repeat ad nauseum)
My, that feels better. Anyone else need to purge?