You gotta love a show that brings a leather-clad punker, a feather-clad drag queen, and some boogie woogie bugle babes to the same stage to eff up the same song. Let's not forget the wannabe back-up dancers who think they can sing and, my personal fave, those who mumble nothing but "na, na, na, na" through the whole song. With talent of this caliber, who needs lyrics?
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