Every year there is a song that crawls its way into your head then refuses to leave all summer, like some bouncy, happy squatter with a big drum and a whistle. These songs are usually - brilliantly - accompanied by videos of absurdly nubile women writhing around all shiny in as few clothes as possible. This year's version of that might be Chica Bomb.
The song is sung by Dan Balan, who is probably a really nice guy but he's most likely not what most people are looking at when watching the video. Watch the video. That's - or rather they are - what everyone is looking at.
When asked for comment a cartoon wolf shot up in the air and his eyes popped out of his head while his tongue hit the floor. Then a little fire bell went off.