A Quickie

Me: *singing loudly and imperfectly*
He walks into the room and stares.
Me:  That's right, I'm singing.  You love my singing.
Him: 
Me:  Yes, you do.
Him:  I didn't say anything.
Me:  I'm singing.  
Him:
Me:  Me and the caged bird.  We sing.
Him:  Yes, but we know why the caged bird sings!