Here's the Song my Mother Sang to us in the 60's -- She's from Brooklyn. Interesting how the same song has morphed!

I fell out of a Window
A second Story Window
Landed on my head and walked away, away

Go get an axe there's a fly on baby's mustache
man's best friend is his mother
you're a lair
I'm another
Absence makes the heart grow fonder
peroxide makes the hair go blonder
you've been drinking too much voodoo liquor
Hiccup, no I haven't

My mother bit a horse
hooray, [Spiro Agnew][the Beatles]!