No. There must be something wrong with me. It's slightly annoying, but it's so identikit r'n'b pop that it's completely unmemorable to me, even with the 'ella ella ella' bit which is meant to be the essential bit.
So I thought I'd listen to Las Ketchup, which was a huge hit a couple of years ago. I've never heard that either. Listen, I don't have music TV and don't listen to Radio 1 or - thankfully - commercial/local radio. I'm too angry as it is.
OK. The floor-sweeping reminds me of Nirvana. Unfortunately, none of the rest of the song does. It's jolly enough, and certainly better than Klaxons or Kula Shaker, but again, it's not stuck in my head.
So, what's next? Ah, The Macarena.
A lot simpler, just as annoying, but somehow more memorable, damn it. I really dislike the men's voices and the women's lyrics. We're getting somewhere though.
Let's try Jive Bunny, from way back when I was young.
This track may be why I own lots of charity shop swing and easy-listening music (especially the Klaus Wunderlich and His Hammond-a-go-go records). It's lazily cynical, but I have to admit to a sneaking admiration for it.
Which brings me to my favourite novelty record of all:
Why? Surely this is feminist satire in its purest form: a woman posing and singing as an anti-feminist doll, inviting manipulation? It's a clear statement of the position of women in the post-feminist period as male lust objects (…wrapped in plastic, it's fantastic… you can brush my hair, undress me anywhere'?.
In fact, it's one of the saddest songs I've ever heard: they're both trapped in a fantasy which isn't of their making. She protests that 'it's fantastic', but she's explicitly under the sway of male whims, to which she submits because to stop the 'party' would be to admit its artificiality - she's so desperate to keep up the illusion that she's ready to 'beg on my knees' and let him 'touch' and 'play'. Does anyone believe her final protestation that she's having 'so much fun' and 'loves' Ken? Not me. She's crying inside, mark my words.
All Ken wants to do is play increasingly sinister sex-games: 'We're just getting started' is distinctly threatening.
I'm A Barbie Girl In The Barbie World
And it's infuriatingly catchy. Let's hear your suggestions.