Hahaha Steve!! Seven little girls and they all fancied you!!
The Itsy Bitsy Teeny Weeny etc etc was another song I liked (later than the fifties I think)
A nice little boy called Robin lived opposite us, and he had one of those wind-up record players where you swung the huge, heavy needle arm across and lowered it down manually. He only had one record, The Yellow Rose Of Texas. We played it over and over. As the wind-up wound down, the song got deeper and deeper and slower and slower. I should have stuck with Robin; I heard he later became a multi-millionaire!