In this informal live recording, Hilary introduces herself as "lyrically challenged" and explains that she performs karaoke using printed lyrics rather than memorizing songs. She begins with a rendition of a song from the movie Pitch Perfect, channeling Anna Kendrick, and jokes about stopping mid‑song if she messes up. Throughout the performance, audience members (Speaker B and Speaker C) join in, echoing and extending the lyrics. Hilary intersperses humor about her inability to do the cup‑tapping routine, references a recent wedding cook‑off, and mentions her husband as her technical assistant. She also recounts a song she sang at her reception that humorously reflects the long wait for a husband, playfully exaggerating her age and marital timeline. The clip is characterized by casual banter, audience participation, and self‑deprecating jokes, offering insight into Hilary’s personality, social context, and use of pop‑culture references in a karaoke setting.
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Yes, and we have the people that made that possible with divine help. I owe her a painting for getting me a husband. So I don't— you know, there's lots of— I married into this fantastically talented, really professional family. And I'm— I can't remember words to songs. So if you guys have never been to one of these before, I pretty much look at the words all the time. So I used to call myself lyrically challenged. And so pretty much anything I ever do is karaoke with my own paper, minus track here. So I'm just going to start off with a song from Pitch Perfect. It was a kind of funny movie, but it had really great music in it. We're gonna start with a little Anna Kendrick. Oh, also, if I start to mess up in the middle of the song, I am often liable to just stop and be like, "Haha, that's all you get." So it's exciting, isn't it? Like, you never know, and this is free, so I feel no obligation to be excellent, although it would be nice.
Okay.
When I was getting ready for this, the kids started banging on cups. I can't actually do the cup thing. That's why I use this.
I got my ticket for the long way round. Two bottles of Pepsi for the way. And I sure would like some sweet company. And I'm leaving tomorrow. What do you say when I'm gone? When I'm gone? You're gonna miss me when I'm gone. You're gonna miss me by my hair. You're gonna miss me everywhere. Oh, you're gonna miss me when I'm gone.
Oh, see, I started— see, I messed it up. This was just to see if you guys were paying attention.
You're gonna miss me. And I'll start when the next something comes around.
That's what I was waiting for, that part of the song right there.
I got my ticket for the long way round, one with prettiest of views. I've got mountains, it's got rivers, it's got sights to make you shiver, but it sure would be prettier with you. When I'm gone, when I'm gone, you're gonna miss me when I'm gone. You're gonna miss me by my walk, you're gonna miss me You're gonna miss me when I'm gone. When I'm gone. When I'm gone. You're gonna miss me when I'm gone. Oh, you're gonna miss me by my hair. You're gonna miss me everywhere. Oh, you're gonna miss me when I'm gone. When I'm gone.
I really should have practiced this. Okay, so just so you know, like, at the— we had a little cook-off last Wednesday and people asked me if I'd practiced. I have never been accused of over-practicing or ever practicing.
All right, the next song—
oh, stop, stop already. Gosh, I need a technical assistant. That is usually my husband. He's super good at this stuff and I, I just make jokes and try to look cute. So The next song I actually sang at my reception because it totally, it encompassed how long I had to wait for a husband. You know, you guys who just met me, you don't even know. It was, Cheryl's over there laughing like she, this is a joke because like she appreciates the torture that was 43 years waiting for a husband, right? Now that's to say that I've been alive 43 years, that absolutely is not true. Except that it is. But you can call me 26 anytime.
All right, this one I actually know the words to. My lonely days are over, and life is like a song. Oh, at last, the skies above are blue. My heart was wrapped in clover when I first met you. I found a dream that I could speak to, a dream that I I could call my own. I found a thread to press my cheek to, a dream that I had never known. Oh, you smile, and the Well, was cast, and here we are in heaven, for you are mine at last.
