We Rocked With You

So, we all know that things got a little wacky for MJ over the past couple decades, but this rendition of Billie Jean is what I think of when I think Michael Jackson. Maybe it's because I have vivid memories of moonwalking around my basement, sparkly glove and microphone in hand, singing "but the kid is not my son" and having no idea what that meant, but loving the music anyway.