Sometimes when I’m driving along on my way somewhere, with the radio blaring, I’ll sing along. I’m usually alone in the car, and the only person who has to put up with my mediocre singing is myself. And sometimes, well, more oftentimes, I sing the words wrong.
But since I’m alone in the car, I never know.
Now, let’s rewind to about four years ago. Cent and I were still dating at the time and I think Sister Act 2 was on TV. There’s the scene where the choir that Sister Mary Clarence (aka Whoopi Goldberg) is training makes their debut in front of the whole school. And they sing Oh Happy Day. Here’s the clip.
And so while the song is going, I start to mouth the words to myself. Then a word here and there. And then I just join in. Considering I had seen the movie several times and this scene in particular many times over, I was pretty confident that I knew the words.
Well, Internet, I WAS WRONG.
How did I discover I was wrong? Because I realized the words I was singing were wrong? Oh no. I found out because my then-boyfriend, now-husband started cracking up. He was gripping his side he was laughing so hard. AT ME. And I didn’t know why he was laughing.
He said, “Sing that again for me.”
So I said, “When Jesus was.”
And he proceeds to start laughing again. He might as well have been the embodiment of ROTFLOL.
“What are the correct lyrics then?” I asked.
“When Jesus washed…my sins away,” he said, in between breaths from cracking up.
“Really?! Because it totally sounds like ‘was’.” Yeah, way to make a comeback.
Whatever. I still sing the lyrics wrong. To a plethora of other songs too. And I’m totally okay with that.
DISCLAIMER: Prior to the Sister Act rendition of Oh Happy Day, I had never read the lyrics nor had I heard the song in a formal church setting. I might have known the words if that were the case. BUT I DIDN’T.
This post is dedicated to my wonderful husband, who I make laugh every day especially when I sing the words wrong.
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