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Stephen King would laugh his ass off. (He got so addicted to the song, Tabitha about left him. Stuck with him through the booze and cocaine, drove her batshit with Mambo #5.)

Memorizing names couldn't be easier. Use mnemonics, the more absurd, the better.

For example; You meet a guy named Mike. Picture Mike, right then and there, jamming a huge microphone down his throat. Guy named Scott? Imagine him with a talking Scotty dog head. Take several seconds and concentrate on the image. It'll sink in permanently, I promise.

If it were me, would've ended with me happily singing along with my brain, oblivious to the information I failed to retain.

I can never hear Mambo No. 5 without thinking about this piece of television brilliance:

https://youtu.be/N9gbdv5cXKg

I can definitely relate with ThE TrUmPeTs

Lou Bega does that weird roar

I have to live with Sisqo's Thong Song sometimes.

There's a group of names I put to this song so I could remember the order, and I still sing it to myself (like the alphabet song) when needed

Very relatable. I've accidentally said parts of this song out loud without realizing it on multiple occasions.

Just workshop sounds and suddenly I'm like "the TROMPETS" and everyone looks at me and I realize what I had done. The specific hahaha also escaped a few times but I was only asked what was funny

Well i can neither recollect the names of real live people nor the lyrics of mambo number 5

I just incorporate their name into Mambo No. 5, replacing the ones in the song as needed. 🤷🏻‍♂️