Yesterday, on my third day of staying home with the flu, I heard the mom next door trying to teach her son some Michael Jackson songs.
“Beat it… beat it…. beat it….” Hmm, not sure what the rest of the words are. Let’s try another. “Thriller…. thriller…. dum dum dum da da da de…” Hmm, don’t remember those words either. Let’s try “Billy Jean.. doo doo doo” Oh dear, I don’t seem to be remembering any of the words. Wait! I remember another: “We are the world, we are the doo doo..” I can’t remember that one either. Oh drat!
I couldn’t help out as I could never understand the words either.
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