So I've been reading John Ringo's Black Tide series again. One of our heroes, a 14-year old Marine Lieutenant who's also a borderline-sociopath (it makes sense in context) mounts some psyop speakers on top of her Amtrack (and later to her own personal M1 Abrams, which is painted pink, has a flame job, and is named "TRIXIE,") and has a habit of blasting this song when she's leading zombie-clearance operations. So naturally said song is now stuck in my head.