We'll get Wolf and let him make this guy sing.

You need a guy to come in and sing back-up for it to be successful.

The guy who taped this even sings along for two syllables.

How could you tell, she wondered, when everything the guy sang had the same sugar rush to it?

He said: "These guys definitely can't sing and they keep getting up every week.

What about when a rich guy sings the blues?

The guy can't sing and all he does is rap.

The record then began to skip and the announcer answers, "Until these guys sing for themselves."

But at least the guys sang when we took 'em in hand.

The guys would get together and sing and see who was the best.