In 2010 I interviewed Liz Phair and during the long rambling conversation not recorded there, I told her — I can’t remember how this came up for the life of me — that for a horrible long amount of time I’d had the Blues Traveler song Runaround stuck in my head for no reason I could discern. Liz told me her theory that when you get a song stuck in your head, if it’s not a song you’ve heard recently, the lyrics are a coded message from your subconscious and you have to figure out what they mean.
"Emily, who or what in your life is giving you the runaround?" Liz asked me.
This remains one of my favorite things that has ever happened in my life thus far. Also, I think it’s true. The competing theory is this (the “Hey Ya” theory.)