I will still champion “That’s Not My Name” by Ting Tings. It’s a well-crafted pop song that most people miss the “subtlety” (for lack of a better word) of the message. It’s about a woman wanting to be social, but hating all of the poor flirtation in the pick-up scene.

And I never knew it until I had it on an exercise mix and was able to hyper focus on it while trying to zone out in my cadence run. It usually just glossed by as a chippy beat.