A couple years ago, my wife were holidaying on the island of Rarotonga, in the Cook Islands, where we rent a little beach house each winter.
Well, this one year, there were a couple workers doing some maintenance on the house next door, while I was drinking rum in the shade of the coconut trees. They were playing music, but kept it quiet and to themselves, until the end of the day, when everyone but one of them went home. This one guy stayed behind to clean up.
Well, since he was alone, he took control of the boombox and played the following song on repeat for at least a dozen times in a row.
The song is so bloomin' bad, my wife and I were laughing our butts off each time it came on again.
Every now and then, I'll load it up on the stereo just to play the intro and annoy the Mrs. (It's so bad!)