I Would Be A Mix of Paula and Simon*

I am sitting at my desk going through mountains of paperwork (do I really need 4 SEPTA train schedules?  Methinks not) with the window open, so I can hear everything that's going on outside.  Usually it's just traffic and the maintenance men whom I hear, but today is extra special.  There is a man outside who has been singing for the last half hour.  He just finished "Walking in Memphis," and has now moved onto "Where the Streets Have No Name."  And MAN he's getting into it.  It's like American Idol in the parking lot.  

 *I don't actually watch American Idol regularly, but I do read trashy magazines regularly, and they have taught me enough about Paula and Simon for me to make this decision.