As soon as I saw that a Jason Derulo song was #3 on the charts this week, I wondered how long the track would run before he said his own name.
That’s my one impression of the Miami-born singer — that he speaks or sings his own name in every song of his I’ve ever heard.
This one turns out to be an exception. He was a woman say it instead, right at the beginning. I guess that’s artistic growth.
Meet Me In Montauk 