Please explain to me how to get "My Prerogative" out of my skull



Bobby Brown's mammoth 1988 hit has been stuck in my head for a week, now. It's a pretty great song, of course, but I don't think this guy was a very nice man, and I just want it out of there, to not be the first thing I hear when I open my eyes and the last thing floating about in my brain as I try to sleep.

It's like a Poe story, just one with exaggerated fades, awkward face mics, awesome dance moves, and Jerry curls.