Has anyone answered the real question?

Go with the white out-fitted guys. You're just what they're looking for.

Do the white outfitted guys drive a white van by any chance? My favorite scenario is when I start thinking of a tune but can't remember it's name or who performed it. Then months later I'll stumble across that recording...

My favorite is to sing along. Anyone who has heard me sing never wishes to again, it kills the tune and forces something else into my head

'T'is even worse when you are stuck with a repeating tune but you just can't name the darn thing. . . that is truly maddening! And now I even topped that. . . I know exactly what that old piece of music was, but I can't remember what it sounded like if my life depended on it. . . am I suffering of incipient senility perhaps?

"It's as simple as something that nobody knows
That her eyes are as big as her bubbly toes
On the feet of a Queen of the Hearts of the Cards
And her feet are all covered with tarballs and scars...

When you move like a jellyfish rhythm don't mean nothin
You go with the flow, you don't stop

Dreams are like commercials and they're often picture perfect
Dreams are so related but they're often underestimated
La da da da da da, La da da da da..."

The above song excerpt goes through my head a lot lately.
10 points to the first one to name the song and the artist!