The great lyric revelation of 2025

Jake’s been confidently belting out what he thought was “hold me closer Tony Danza” for the better part of fifteen years. FIFTEEN. YEARS.

The great lyric revelation of 2025

I’m in the kitchen making coffee when I hear him singing along to his playlist, and something about the way he emphasizes “Tony Danza” makes me lose it. “Babe,” I call out, “what exactly do you think Elton John is saying there?”

The silence that follows is deafening. Then I hear him frantically googling, and the noise he makes when he reads the actual lyrics is somewhere between a wounded animal and a deflating balloon.

The recovery laugh when he realizes how many people have heard him belt out the wrong words

Turns out it’s “tiny dancer,” which honestly makes way more sense than a random reference to a 90s sitcom star. But watching him process this earth-shattering revelation while I document his existential crisis? Priceless. Sometimes the best entertainment is just watching your person discover they’ve been wrong about something incredibly obvious for basically their entire adult life.