singing. musically.

I had been warned that it would happen, that one day I would be walking along by myself and I would start to sing.

I arrived at the hill overlooking Burgos, and I began "Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee´re off to see the Wizard . . . " I even did the skipping thing.

Recently, in the middle of a big wheat field, I found myself singing, "Oklahoma where the wind comes sweeping down the plain . . . "

Does it have to be musicals? Why can´t it be Hot 99.5?