you lost me at hello

Yea, and God said to Abraham, "you will kill your son, Isaac." And Abraham said, "I can't hear you. You'll have to speak into the microphone." "Oh, I'm sorry. Is this better? Check, check, check... Jerry, pull the high end out, I'm still getting some hiss back here."

If you don't have a song to sing, you're okay. You know how to get along humming.