My husband can’t carry a tune in a bucket. You need to know that. He doesn’t sing. Ever. Well, hardly ever. When he does he uses this very silly cartoonish voice because he knows he can’t sing. At least, he knows now. He said, “In my past marriage I didn’t know that I couldn’t sing.” Well, your ex-wife must not have been a bitch who would be honest with you. But that’s an entirely different topic!
Lately he has started singing this song whenever I say, “I love you.” The only lyrics he knows are “you’d better, you better, you bet.” And it makes me smile. It doesn’t even matter that it sounds nothing like The Who. Or that it isn’t even the right notes. Or the right inflection. All that matters is the sentiment behind it.
It’s one of the many reasons that I keep him around!