Not the Twist, just a new earworm development. I dreamed I was singing in the car, but I can't recall the song. If this keeps up, I'll add a category called "near misses."
Every morning — or just about — I wake up with some snatchlet of music in my head. Some days it may take well past lunch for the theme from "What's Happenin'?'" to work its way out and I figure why should I suffer alone?