The original of this is in the DT: KING OF THE ROAD by Roger Miller.

Lyrics transcribed from the sound file at http://www.geocities.com/u2page5/

KING OF THE CAMP
(As sung by Homer & Jethro)

Fly-bugs an' bumblebees,
Chigger bites on my knees,
Band-Aids from head to toes,
Got a sunburn on my nose.

I got sand in the food I eat.
I got blisters on both my feet.
I'm in pain, but can't complain,
I'm king of the camp.

Folks bring their brats to stay
Here until Labor Day.
When they become a drag,
I give them a plastic bag.
I got sprained ankles, cuts, an' bumps.
I got chicken pox and the mumps.
I got alters(?) just because I'm
King of the camp.

I know ever' mom an' dad an' all o' their brats,
All o' their doggies, an' all o' their cats.
If the kids are great as the parents all say,
Then how come ev'ry summer they send 'em away?

Meanwhile, back at the pool,
Water is nice an' cool.
Kids splashin' all around,
While I teach 'em how to drown.
I lose more little brats that way.
I lose some in the woods each day.
I'm a bitter baby-sitter,
King of the camp,
Champ of the camp,
Chump of the dump.

[Recorded by Homer & Jethro on "The Old Crusty Minstrels," 1965; and "The Best of Homer & Jethro," 1996.]