Hey everyone. This wasn't that hard of a chapter to write as I just sat and listened to each song as I wrote. I think you'll enjoy it, but it may get a bit repetitive toward the end.

Also, if you haven't sent me a close friend of you character yet, I need those for the next challenge. The following are good. Bex, Manny, Ashlynn, Walter, Gail, Rufus, Jamie, Autumn, Christie, Brooke, and Vinson, and, of course, Madison. For Alex, I have Brother Josh, but I need more info on him. So, I need close friends from Todd, Phoebe, Zak, Erik, Genevieve, and Nessa. Thanks.

Sing from the Soul

Erik smiled as Ashlynn crawled out of her tent. She smiled back, but headed in the opposite direction.

"Girls and their showers," Alex said rolling his eyes. He watched as Gail, wrapped in a towel and still wet, approached the site. He smiled at her, tried to say hi, but ended up just allowing his mouth to be open long enough for a dragonfly to fly in. He began to cough and gasp. By the time he recovered, Rufus was by Gail's tent, smiling and talking to her. She giggled at whatever he said.

Confession Cam:

(Ashlynn) "Okay, I know Erik likes me. He's nice and cute and all, but he's on the opposite team. It probably wouldn't work too well, at least, not this early in the competition. Plus, I promised Gail I'd help find out if Rufus or Alex likes her. Granted, as interested as Rufus pretends to be into all the girls, it's kind of obvious that he likes Madison, even if he doesn't realize it."

(Alex) "So, I like Gail, but Rufus is always flirting with her. Can't he just back off and stick to Madison?"

(Rufus) "There is one thing I like about Madison, and that's her horse."

"Hey, guys," Nessa said as she and Manny sat down next to Alex. They were both wet as they had just come from a quick swim. Manny was helping Nessa to slowly conquer her fear of deep water, swimming out a little farther with her every few days. "Still pining over Gail, I see."

"I'm not pining," Alex said.

Erik and Manny looked at one another, then said, "You're pining."

"You know, I overheard her and Ashlynn talking about you," Nessa said. "She's totally into guys that sing and play an instrument."

"Whoa, then what am I doing here?" Manny joked.

Nessa grabbed his hand. "No, you get to play your guitar for me." She looked at Alex. "You're a musician, right?"

"Well, yeah. But I only brought my harmonica," Alex said,

"Then you have a perfect set-up for a blues song," Nessa said.

"Campers," Chris's voice rang over the camp, "meet in the floating mess hall in thirty. We've got another challenge today."

"Oh, great," Alex rolled his eyes.

"I guess we better get dressed," Manny said to Nessa.

"See you guys later," Nessa said as she stood and went to her own tent.

Once everyone was on the boat and picking at their paste that Chef called food, Chris and Chef walked in. Chef went around and placed a piece of paper and a pen in front of everyone. "Campers, today's challenge is a camp favorite."

"You mean Capture the Flag isn't?" Bex asked.

"Well, this is more of a night-time or rainy day activity, specifically designed to embarrass you. Now, each of you needs to write your name and a song and artist on your paper."

"Why?" Phoebe asked.

"Because, today's challenge is karaoke."

Everyone groaned and began writing down their songs. After they finished, they handed their piece of paper to Chris and walked out. Brooke and Erik were the last two, neither able to come up with a song.

"You know, we're not going to have to sing the songs we write down," Brooke said. "We'll probably have to sing a song chosen by the other team, so we should choose hard songs."

"Or embarrassing songs," Erik said. He scribbled down a song while Brooke weighed two in her head and finally wrote one down.

Confession Cam:

(Brooke) "Chris would never let us pick our own song. So, I was between Over the Rainbow and Fever. Both are difficult, but I chose Fever, because I assumed less people would know the song. I kind of want Gail or Jamie sing it."

(Madison) "Ah chose mah favorite Shania Twain song, Man, Ah Feel Like a Woman. Ah probably should wear a skirt while Ah sing it. Ah'm sure Ashlynn wouldn't mind me borrowing one, as Ah didn't bring any."

(Manny) "I chose classic Beatles. They were the best."

(Phoebe) "Okay, I admit, I have a weakness for Fergie's Big Girls Don't Cry."

(Vinson) "The one song I know all the words to, Tequila."

"Campers, we've randomly chosen the songs you will be singing. Some of you are lucky and got the song you wanted. Some, not so lucky. The judging will be by Chef. He will be judging you on how many lyrics you get correct, your costume, your dancing, the difficulty of the song, and overall performance."

Confession Cam:

(Todd) "Great, we just voted off our only performer."

"The top score wins their team immunity and gets to give immunity to a member of the opposite team."

"Um, Chris," Christie interrupted him. "Why didn't I get to give immunity during the last challenge?"

"Well, you would have given it to Eddie, and he voted himself off anyway," Chris said. "Anyway, you will each have an hour to listen to your song, put on a costume, and prepare to sing your heart out. Up first will be Phoebe singing Reflection. Next, Nessa singing Low."

"Oh, I love that song," Nessa smiled. She then sang a bit in a nice voice. "Have you ever been low? Have you ever had a friend that let you down so?"

"Um, not quite," Chris stopped her. "Walter chose Low by Florida."

"That's Flo Rida," Walter said.

"What!" Nessa yelled.

"You know that song," Bex said with a laugh. "Apple bottom Jeans, boots with the fur."

"I know the song," Nessa snapped. "I just can't believe he chose that!"

"Moving on, we then have Todd with The Geek Gets the Girl, followed by Zak with Mack the Knife. Bex has Big Girls Don't Cry."

"Which one?" Bex asked. "Fergie or the old one."

"Fergie," Chris answered. "Then it's Christie with Eight Days a Week."

"Aren't there only seven in a week?" Christie asked.

"You don't know the Beatles Song?" Manny asked, then smacked his face.

Confession Cam:

(Manny) "How can she not know the Beatles?"

(Christie) "Monday," while counting fingers, "Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday… that's seven. What's the eighth day?"

"Autumn, you have I Will Survive."

Confession Cam:

(Autumn) "Ironic, considering I don't think I will."

"Manny, you have Tequila."

"Lucky break," Erik said.

"I'd rather have Autumn's song," Manny said.

"Sorry, there's not trading," Chris said. "Jamie, you have Respect."

Confession Cam:

(Rufus) "Respect, Jamie? From who?" Starts to laugh. "Ah, I'm so funny."

"Madison, My Heart Will Go On; Walter… you have S K 8 R boi?"

"It's Sk8r Boi," Bex said. "Can't believe he got my song."

"Riiight," Chris said. "Gail, In the End by Linkin Park. Erik, lucky you, you get the song you chose."

"What, no, I chose that purposely so someone else would have to suffer through it," Erik said.

"Well, too bad," Chris said. "You get These Boots Were Made for Walking. Brooke, you get Fever."

Confession Cam:

(Brooke) "I should have guessed I would get it if I put a song I didn't want in."

"Genevieve, You're so Vain."

"What?" Genevieve asked. Tears began to well up in her eyes.

"No, that's the song you have to sing," Chris said. "Vinson, you have Bohemian Rhapsody."

Confession Cam:

(Vinson) "God Bleeeep Bleep Bleeeeeep and Bleep…"

"Alex, Mr. Musical, you have the YMCA."

Confession Cam:

(Alex) "That song requires no musical talent, whatsoever."

"Ashlynn, you have Mambo No. 5," Chris said. "Which leaves Rufus…"

Madison broke out laughing. "This is gonna be great."

"What the hell did she give me?" Rufus asked.'

Chris began laughing as well. "You get the country classic by Shania Twain, Man, I feel Like a Woman."

Everyone but Rufus began laughing.

Confession Cam:

(Rufus) "I am going to wring her skinny little neck. Hello, masculine perfection here."

"Okay, you have one hour starting now," Chris said. "You will find costumes in the lowest level of the boat. I would suggest that you listen to your song a few times before you go so that you know the tune."

"Hey, Rufus, hold it a minute," Ashlynn said catching his wrist. She and Bex were smiling. "We're going to help you with your costume."

"Uh, I don't need your help," he said.

"Fine, do your own make-up," Bex said. "It's just, with us doing your costume, you'll get full points for costume. And considering you're probably not going to get too many points other ways, you should be welcoming those points."

Rufus growled. "Fine."

"Don't forget this," Madison said tossing them a bright pink cowboy hat from the hat closet.

"Perfect," Ashlynn said and placed it on his head.

Over the next hour, everyone was rushing, getting on costumes, helping their teammates, trying not to burst out laughing at some of the costumes, and trying to learn their song. Finally, they were all gathered on the deck of the ship again. They all sat in the seats and Chris stood on the makeshift stage. "Okay everyone welcome to Karaoke Mania. The winner will gain their team immunity, choose a member from the opposite team to save, and a special prize that we will announce after the winner has been chosen. Okay, up first is Phoebe."

Phoebe walked onto stage. She wore a black wig with a bun and had her face painted like a geisha. She was wearing a Chinese styled dress.

Confession Cam:

(Phoebe) "I'm not a big fan of Disney, so I had to spend most of my time listening to the song over and over again."

"Look at me, you may think you see, who I really am, but you'll never know me." She began. Her voice was quiet, but with the microphone, she was easily heard, and she was hitting all the notes. She began moving about the stage. When she got to the second chorus, she really belted it out and, while a bit sharp, she did really well. Her team cheered. "Why is my reflection someone I don't know?" She was really pouring her heart into the song. "Why must we all conceal, what with think, how we feel? Must there be a secret me I'm forced to hide? I won't pretend that I'm some else, for all time. When will my reflection show who I am inside…?" Then her voice got quiet again. "When will my reflection show who I am inside?"

Her team belted out applause and all stood up. She let out her breath

"What's her score?" Chris asked Chef.

Chef stood and announced. "You got 20 for all the correct lyrics, 10 for costume, you didn't have to dress like that, you could have been more personal, less Disney. Only 5 for dancing. 15 for difficulty, and 15 for your overall performance. Total, 65 out of 100."

Nessa stepped up next. She was wearing tight jeans, a tight top, and boots with the fur. Her make-up was a little heavier than usual. "Shawty had them Apple bottom jean, boots with the fur…" She was clearly putting her emphasis on dancing. In fact, when the chorus ended, she didn't bother to try to sing and instead began performing some very intricate and flexible break dancing move. And she got low... really really low.

"3 for lyrics, 15 for costume, 20 for dancing, 15 for difficulty, and 10 for performance. 63 total."

Confession Cam:

(Nessa) "Not bad considering I hardly sang."

Todd stepped next. He was dressed like a geek, emulating Harold from the first season, only with more geek. When the music began, he did his best 'bad dancing.' One could have guessed he was really a geek. "Another Friday night, to the get feeling right…" his geek dancing got geekier. "Tonight, tonight he's gonna get it right. Even losers can get lucky some time." Clap, clap.

In the second verse, he showed he could really dance when he got to, "She's got it going on, dancing to her favorite song," and he actually did a quick smooth move.

"The geeks got the girl…. Last night he finally got it right, even losers can get lucky sometimes," everyone clapped with him. "Shout it all around the world cause the geeks got the girl."

"19 for lyrics, 17 for costume, 16 for some… interesting dancing, 10 for difficulty, and 18 overall for a total of 80."

"Yeah Todd!" Ashlynn cheered loudest of all.

Zak was wearing a nice suit when he stepped up. "Oh the Shark, babe, has such teeth dear. And he shows them, pearly white." He stepped forward as he continued and pulled a small knife from his sleeve as he continued. "Just a jack knife, has old Mack Heath, babe. And he keeps it, out of sight."

He wasn't a bad singer, not wonderful, but he didn't have that difficult of a song. As for his dancing, well, it emulated Todd's, but it wasn't supposed to. But, he was really into the song, and knew the words, not needing the monitor at all.

"20 on lyrics, 10 for costume, 2 for dancing, 10 for difficulty, and 12 for performance. Total is 54."

"I liked it, Genevieve said as Zak stepped down.

Bex stepped up next. She was dressed in a loose blue dress. She sat on the stage and waited for the song to begin. She moved a little when the music started. "The smell of your skin lingers on me now." She had a pretty good voice.

She shot to the standing position with the "I hope you know, I hope you know." During the next verse, she improvised some balletesque moves. She was passionate during the chorus. "And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses a blanket but I've got to get a move on with my life…"

It was obvious she had a certain someone in mind as she sang, "I'll be your best friend and you'll be my valentine." She smiled as she finished. "And big girls don't cry."

"Lyrics, 19; costume, 15; dancing, 15; difficulty, 14; overall, 18 for a total of 81."

"Yeah," Bex celebrated. "That's how Toucans do it." She jumped off the stage and high-fived Todd.

Christie stepped onto the stage and smiled. She was dressed in an all mod outfit, a dress that loosely fell to her mid thigh in a black an white pattern, a pair of tight knee-high boots in white, and large sunglasses with white frames, as if she had just stepped out of mod England. "Oo, I need your love babe, yes you know it's true." She was swaying and bouncing to the music, but she got the audience clapping by the first chorus. "Hold me," clap, clap, "love me," clap, clap. "Eight days a week is not enough to show I care." Despite hardly knowing the song before that day, she nailed every word.

"Lyrics, 20; costume, 18; dancing, 15 as it was appropriate for the song; difficulty, 10; overall, 15 for a total of 78."

"Still not enough to surpass us," Bex said with a smile as she currently had the highest score.

Autumn stepped up next. She was in a silver dress that screamed disco and had huge loop earrings. She set herself in a 'woe' position. "At first I was afraid. I was petrified." She was close to the front of the stage, as if singing straight to Chef. She stepped back as she went on. "And I grew strong, and I learned how to get along." She did some fancy disco moves as she sang. Her voice was a little weak for the song, but she kept her spirit up. Once getting to the second half of the song, she needed the lyrics monitor a little more, so her eyes were focused on that, her dancing was a little less, but she was still doing well.

"Oh no, not I. I will survive." She kept up with the disco and finished as strong as she could.

"Lyrics, 14; costume, 10; dancing 15; difficulty, 15; overall, 15; total, 69."

Manny stepped up next. He didn't even bother to grab the microphone. He was dressed in a very colorful mariachi costume. His dancing, when the music started, was somewhere between the flamenco and a Mexican hat dance, but it fit well and wasn't a complete disaster. He danced well, and when the one word came up, he grabbed the microphone and sang in a low voice, "Tequila."

"Lyric, 20, costume, 20; dancing, 20; difficulty, 2; overall, 20. Total, 82."

"For a difficulty of 2, I think I did pretty awesome," Manny said.

"Oh, wait," Nessa said to Bex. "What's that I hear… your lead fluttering away."

Bex crossed her arms and concentrated on the stage as Jamie stepped up. It was pretty obvious, Jamie was stoned. "Oh, great," Bex mumbled.

He wore a dress and was doing a random step to the side dance. However, he was getting the lyrics, just not on key. To say, it wasn't the best performance. Especially when he did the worm during the horn solo. And then he misspelled the title word respect.

"Lyrics, 18; costume, 5; dancing, 5; difficulty 12, overall, 10, for a total of 50."

"Ouch, that hurt," Chris said, then laughed. "Will the Toucans recapture their lead from Manny?"

Madison stepped up, wearing a dark blue tight gown. Most of the guys just stared slack-jawed for a moment. They knew she was a girl, but, with her hair in a beautiful up-do by Gail, and with make-up and a softness to her skin, she looked rather… feminine. She danced on her toes as she was wear ballet flats. Then, she went an opened her mouth. "Every night in mah dream, Ah see ya, Ah feel ya." Even singing, she couldn't get rid of her Southern accent. And her voice was too harsh for the song.

"Lyrics, 15; costume, 15; dancing, 13; difficulty, 15; overall, 15. Total, 73."

"On the bright side," Walter said as he stepped up. "It's kind of obvious who you should vote off when you lose." Walter was dressed just like a skater. He had somehow acquired rollerblades. When the music started, he began dancing with the blades. And, he spoke more than sang, but was good with the lyrics.

"He was skater boy, she said 'see ya later, boy.'" Somehow, he could skate backwards

"Now he's a super star, slamming on his guitar," with an awesome air guitar.

When he began jumping and didn't kill himself, his team cheered loudly. However, no one could stop themselves from giggling when he sang, "He's just a boy, I'm just a girl, can I make it anymore obvious?"

"Lyrics, 20, Costume, 19, could have gotten that extra point with a wig. Dancing, 20, difficulty, 10; Overall, 15. Total 84."

"Awesome job, Walt," Manny congratulated him as he skated down, and fell flat on his face.

"Serves you right for stealing my favorite song," Bex said.

Gail was up next, and she was in all black, with black lipstick, a black wig, and paled her face with white. With her girly voice, she had trouble graveling her voice, and had to scream the chorus. And, despite her lack of dancing, she was doing exactly what the song required. And, somehow, she made it sexy when she was screaming, "I've put my trust in you, pushed as far as I can go. For all this, there's only one thing you should know."

"Lyrics, 17, costume 20, dancing, 15."

"She hardly moved except to headbang, which caused her wig to fly off," Nessa complained.

"Yeah, cause ballet and tap would have been so appropriate, right?" Alex shot back.

"Difficulty, 15, overall 15. Total 82."

Erik stepped up next. He was in an outfit the looked very Madison, only without a hat, and with a fancy blouse. He also wore a wig. He had a very sexy saunter for the song. "You keep saying, you've got something for. Something you call love, but confess."

Confession Cam:

(Erik) "My mom loves Nancy Sinatra, and I can still remember when I was younger and she would dance and sing this song while doing the chores."

"You keep saying, you will never get burned, Ha!" He lit a match as he went on.

For the very end, he climbed off the stage. "Are you ready boots? Start walking." And he strutted down the aisle, blowing a kiss to Ashlynn as he passed her.

"Lyrics, 20; costume, 20; dancing, 15; difficulty, 15; overall 17. Total, 87."

Brooke climbed up on stage, sat on a stool, and took a deep breath. She was wearing a red cocktail dress, red stilettos, and her hair was in curls. She snapped with the song and tapped her foot. "Never know how much I love you. Never know how much I care." She had a low, yet strong voice as she sang. They guys just stared in amazement, and a few of the girls were jealous. Todd's eyes grew wide in amazement.

When she stood up, halfway through, she slowly walked in a sultry way. A few times, she lowered herself, making the guys just stare.

"90," Chef said.

"How?" Bex asked.

"You'll give me immunity, right?" Todd asked her.

She smirked. "Maybe."

Genevieve went next. She was dressed similarly, but in black. It wasn't as flattering on her as it was on Brooke. She sang, but, opposite of Madison's problem, her voice wasn't strong enough to carry it. However, by aiming it at Chris, she put plenty of passion into it. "You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you. I'll bet you think this song is about you. Don't you? Don't you?"

"Lyrics 15, Costume 15, dancing 10, difficulty 15, overall 13, total, 68."

"I didn't enjoy you singing at me," Chris said. "It made me feel like you think I'm vain."

"Point," Nessa said.

Vinson stepped up next. He was dressed as… well, a hobo. And he was sweating like crazy. He gulped deeply. He started so quietly, that, even with the microphone, he was barely audible. In fact, the first word they could actually hear was "Mama." From then on, they could hear the words, but just barely for a while. "Mama, ooooooo, didn't mean to make you cry, if I'm not back again this time tomorrow, carry on, car…" He was too nervous to even dance.

"Wink at him," Nessa said to Brooke when the first break came for the guitar solo. Brooke gave her a strange look, but then listened to her.

Vinson's eyes lit up. He dropped the microphone and stood straighter. He began to dance… a bit. "I see a little silhouette of a man."

Without the microphone, they could all hear him fine and he hit every note, got every different voice. And then he head-banged ferociously. "So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye!"

He fell to his knees. "OOOHHH Baby, Can't do this to me baby!" And he slowly raised to his feet again. "Nothing really matters," he had the microphone again. "Anyone can see. Nothing really matters, nothing really matters… to meeeeeee." He lowered the microphone and said, "Any way the wind blows."

"Lyrics 15, costume… 10, dancing 10, difficulty 18, overall 10. Total 63."

"Okay, toucans, you have three left to try and pull ahead of Brooke's amazing performance," Chris said. He laughed. "Alex, you're up."

Alex was in a silver disco outfit. He began doing some very disco moves, and got the dance perfect. "Young men, there's no need to feel down." If it hadn't been for the generation gap, he could have been in the Village People.

"Come on everyone, It's fun to stay at the YMCA," and of course, he did the YMCA. He was singing really well… but it was the YMCA.

"Lyric, 20, costume, 15, dancing, 20, difficulty, 10, overall, 20. Total, 85."

"You would have passed her if you had a real song," Gail said when Alex sat down.

Ashlynn walked up with a cane. She was wearing a crisp white suit with a white fedora. "Ladies and gents, this is Mambo No. 5."

"1, 2, 3 4 5," she was singing without a microphone, but working with her cane. As she was a cheerleader, voice projection and dancing came easy. She was doing old moves, but classics. "A little bit of Monica in my life, a little bit of Erica by my side, a little bit of Rita's all I need, a Tina's what I see, a little bit of Sandra in the sun, as little bit of Mary all night long, a little bit of Jessica here I am, a little bit of you makes me your man." She winked. She shimmied. She got the crowd, both teams, into it. But was it enough?

"Lyrics, 20, costume 20, dancing 20, difficulty 9—"

"No!" Ashlynn dropped to her knees. The best she could get was 89.

"Total, 88."

And she didn't even get it.

"And, last up is Rufus."

The first bit of music started, but he wasn't on the stage. Suddenly, he burst out from behind the curtains. "Let's go girls." He had a sparkly pink cowgirl hat, a blonde wig with long curls, a white man's button-up tied over his stuffed breasts (with the black lace bra just showing), a pleather black miniskirt, and pink cowboy boots, not to mention, his red lips, his long lashes, and his smoky eyes.

He step-danced forward. "I'm going out tonight, I'm feeling alright, I'm gonna let it all hang out." He sounded, almost, feminine, but still clearly him. He began a little line dance.

"The best thing about being a woman," he had a glint in his eye as approached the front of the stage. "Is their prerogative to have a little fun and…" he jumped off the stage. "Oh, oh, oh, they're totally crazy," he pulled Ashlynn and Gail to their feet. "Forget I'm a lady," got Bex and Autumn to stand. "Man shirt, short skirts." He got them dancing. He convinced the other team's girls to stand as well.

He performed in the crowd as he went around, getting everyone, even Chris and Chef to tap their feet and move a little.

He was by Madison when he got to the last chorus. "The best thing about being a woman, is their prerogative to have a little fun," he paused and put the microphone to her for a moment.

"Fun," Madison said with a smile.

Rufus pulled the microphone back. "Fun."

They both began singing as he made his way up to the stage. "They're totally crazy, forget I'm a lady, men shirts short skirts. Oh, oh, oh, really go out and doing it in style. Oh, oh, oh get in the action, feel the attraction, combing my hair, do what I dare. Oh, oh, oh, wanna be free to feel the way I feel." Rufus stared at Chef. "Man, I feel like a woman." He began throwing his hips around and his hands over his heads for the last bit of music.

"Well, that was interesting," Chris said. "Let's see what Chef has to say."

"Lyrics, 20, costume, 20, dancing, 20, difficulty, 10, overall 20."

"That's 90," Todd said, excited.

"I'm not finished," Chef yelled. "And, and extra five for tricking Chris into saying he feels like a woman. Total, 95."

"Yeah!" the Toucans all jumped to their feet. Madison jumped into Rufus's arms as she was right there. They hugged tightly for a moment, then seemed to realize what they were doing and let go, turning away from one another. Neither of them could help smiling.

"So, Chris, I'd like to give immunity to Brooke," Rufus said.

"Like any of them were going to vote her off," Bex said, putting her hands on her hips.

"So," Rufus ignored Bex's comment. "What's that extra prize, Chris?"

"Your performance will be aired on TRL everyday this week," Chris said.

Rufus's jaw dropped. "You're kidding, right?"

"Nope."

Rufus clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth, "I HATE YOU!"

"Iguana's, you all need to vote someone off, and not Brooke. And, please, some of your outfits are creeping me out. Will you put real clothes on?"

"Can we, by any chance, keep the clothes if we want?" Zak asked.

"Uh, sure," Chris said. "I didn't pay for them."

"Cool," Zak said and everyone grabbed their clothes and climbed back to the Dock of Shame. Only Rufus actually changed before getting off. He surprisingly didn't keep anything from the costume.

As a reminder: Phoebe 65; Nessa 63; Zak 54; Christie 78; Manny 82; Walter 84; Erik 87; Brooke 90 + immunity; Genevieve 68; Vinson 63. Does it bother anyone else that the guys that sang women songs did the best in most cases? Rufus, Erik, Walter? The only exceptions are Brooke girl doing girl song did well, and Jamie, boy doing girl song sucks.