That involves a childhood trauma. The one hit wonders who came up with that monstrosity come from the Moscow Idaho area. Right after that song made it big, they played it every half hour at the Moscow Renaissance Fair for the many long otherwise enjoyable hours I spent there that weekend. That song went from mediocre to hideous in my mind.
The cure my brother came up with works for me. Hum or sing the song out loud until it has had its way with you and works out of your system. Fighting it only prolongs the hold it has on you by keeping it firmly in your attention. He survived Disney’s “It’s a Small World After All” ride by singing along until he was no longer within hearing range of it. (His mom felt he had to see it at least once in his life.)