iPod confessions: Your song of shame

There have been a number of song and artist questions posted on this blog over time, but I don't think this one has been raised. Apologies if it's already been covered. It's kind of a multi-part question.

One: Is there a song tucked away on your iPod or similar music player to which you'd be fatally ashamed to own up? A tune that you secretly love despite your best efforts? A melody reviled by the world at large, sneered at by the cognoscenti, but one toward which you harbor a hidden fondness? A song that would provoke the dark sarcasm of a Nelson Muntz?


Ha-ha! Your musical taste is questionable!

Two: Do you have the courage, the confidence, the assurance of self to share the name of that song with your fellow Shakers and the unforgiving wider world? (This question need only be answered in your heart of hearts.)

Three: What is that song?

I suppose as I've posed the question, it's only fair that I provide the name of my own song of shame.

Urgh.

Well.

"Magic." Yeah, that "Magic." And I'm not (terribly) ashamed!

What's that? Okay, wisenheimer, let's hear yours!

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