I hear the response already: “Are you kidding me? Even in this era of unlimited choice in which a big album might sell 40,000 copies in a week, everyone knows this song already!”
Yes, that’s true. But I think this song actually deserves its national earworm status, and that’s worth celebrating.
Besides, it’s brilliant that she wrote something that works equally well as a jab at her record company and a demand for a boyfriend’s respect.