Out comes the phone, and it's while we're eating dinner
And it starts playing songs, pick a favorite, pick a winner
My sister jumps up, and says "Dance with me, Micalah--"
She plays the Macarena!
Out of my seat, and I'm standing in the kitchen
My mom starts to dance, I'm just watching and I listen
Out go my hands, Mom says "Good job, Micalah--"
I dance the Macarena!
Then, really loud, hear my sister scream in horror
As, with hands on our hips, we just shake our butts before her
She says, "You're not supposed to do that--hey now, stop that, Micalah!"
M. J. Piazza is a Jesus-loving, dog-walking country girl who just so happens to write books.