The killer thing about karaoke, is that you can do your own lyrics on other people's songs! Just like in college. This CD takes me back, to a time when bugs were obedient and would open doors for their masters with a smile and a "thank you, sir." Now tell me, who da man? Shania Twain, that's who! Who the man? WHO DA MAN(tis)? SHANIA TWAIN, BABEY, SHANIA TWAIN! Not to be gender-specific, of course. Shania rocks! The first time I heard her was in college at Saint Patrick's house. Ever since, I've been a fan and an on-again, off-again lover. You know what I'm talkin' about. You know what I mean, it could have gbeen such a wonderful year, give it to your wife, yeah that right. A little freestyle rappin' for ya, which is the great thing about karaoke, you can bust rhymes on it! This CD is what I play in my stereo as I head out with my peeps to bust caps in unsiuspectin' fools.