Last Friday night, I was sitting in the backseat of a cab with the windows rolled down when a dude in a convertible pulled up next to me blasting that song Hey there, Delilah. It's been stuck in my head for five straight days since. The good news is, it's soft, melodious and not nearly as annoying as Outkast's Hey Ya!, which, you may recall, got stuck in the heads of the entire American ... Link To Original Article
