Sing, sing a song

I love music. There is little I enjoy more than driving around on a sunny day, windows down, stereo blasting, singing along to the radio.

I was in this state of ecstasy the other day, can’t remember who I was singing along to (probably Raffi), all I know is I was groovin’ it. Then through the waves of mellifluousness I hear a pained, perhaps even pitying little voice say “Mama, please don’t sing.”

And so ends my rock and roll fantasy.

don't matter if it's not good enough for anyone else to hearrrrrr, just sing, sing a sooooong...