We had this song by the Weavers, the one where Pete Seeger just goes nuts on howling harmony; it used to embarrass one of my sisters so much on Pete's behalf that she would flee the room if we forgot to leap up and skip this song on the record. However - sorry all - I must add this parody. Credit my nieces' grade school, in Fairfax, Virginia:

In the bedroom, the mighty bedroom, John Bobbitt sleeps tonight
In the kitchen, the quiet kitchen, Lorena gets the knife
A wienerwhack a wienerwhack a wienerwhack a wienerwhack...