My Way ( the narcissists self aggrandizing hymn)
And I Gotra Be Me ( I wish you wouldn't)
are two strong contenders in my playbook.

(True story)
But the absolute worst song I ever heard was in my freshman dorm
when a loudmouth ill mannered brat - who always introduced herself as 'Marsha from Brooklyn' - blasted it out her open windows at full volume so half the quad could hear it. Day and night , 24/7 , Marsha's doting folks must have bought her the most expensive
stereo set on the planet so she could torture her fellow freshmen with the ridiculous
and jejune:

Judy in Disguise (with glasses)

This went on for hours, days, weeks, it seemed like months. We freshmen were
in a tower, and one day, a wise young lady yelled out from her upper floor above
MFB ' hey Marsha from Brooklyn you better shut that damn thing off!'
To which Marsha, sticking her head out the window, replied
'Oh yeah!!!'
At which point, the wise lady from upper floor emptied the mop bucket ( left or borrowed from the cleaning crew) filled with filthy dirty water all down upon
Miserable Marsha's 's head.

Lmao.

Didn't hear that dreaded cacophony again all year. Buy it was too late, to this day
when I tell this story ( which is why I so rarely retell it)
I can still hear that wretched thing thumping in my head - turn it off turn it off turn it OFF!!!!!