Inner Radio Station

Is anybody else waking up with a song in their head every morning?

My BF and I, we compare songs every morning. We each have something of an inner radio station and they play the most ridiculous songs. He had Amy Winehouse while I moved around to the rhythm of Linkin Park's "Bleed it out".

ETA: Yes, we have a radio but we don't turn it on. The guy who's moderating? A self-absorbed asshole with a squeaky voice. Different channel? Bad music. Another channel? Some bitch with a pig's laugh...