Confession time: I turn up the volume when I hear this song. It's really faux pas, but there you have it. I do the funky chicken when Justin Bieber sings Baby--could be I like it because I have a tween daughter who belts out the lyrics right along with me, but still. It's that song I'm not supposed to like, but do. Even Ludacris rapping in it does not make it cool enough.
How about you? Any secret favorites?
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