[Fielding]

She sings like a bird. She should stick to singing.

[Begin]

She sings like a bird.

And she's got the brain of one, to boot.

[MilleniumBug]

Babs new song:

Well I lay my head on the railroad track
Waiting on the Double E
But the train don't run by here no more
Poor poor pitiful me
Poor poor pitiful me
Poor poor pitiful me
Oh these boys won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Woe woe is me

[katana]

I realize I'm in a minority, but I've never cared much for her voice (a nasal whine). Of course, with the elephant seal proboscis at the front of her cross eyed fugly face, it can hardly be helped.