When the cake is brought out at birthday parties, I be beltin the first verse loud as hell, doin runs and shit.

I then pray that they don't continue onto the second verse. But 50 percent of the time, they do! In those frightening moments, I fall silent, close my eyes, and pretend to be lost in the groove :-(

I don't understand why my mother didn't teach me the lyrics, or even play the song around me, growing up. I just KNOW that someone is going to call me out one of these days.