The other night my husband had the supreme fun of arresting someone who decided to sing to him throughout the process. Although this might sound strange to some of you, let me assure you that with the amount of EDP's and generally intoxicated or high people that my husband deals with...this is not altogether too over-the-top.
Her song choice? You guessed it: Another One Bites the Dust, by Queen.
My husband was particularly impressed by her being right on the beat, her fabulous range, and somehow managing to spit out all the lyrics, even in the midst of high drama.
Another One Bites the Dust...and another one gone...and another one gone...
Only in New York, people...and the South Bronx in particular.