G'day
This probably fits here. It's a sort of parody of the Aussie song "Billy Of Tea" and if this is no help the tune is the Scottish "Bonnie Dundee".
Each upgrade to the song has resulted in more verses so I don't sing all verses in one go.

THE COMPUTER SONG, VERSION 1.5
(And in need of an upgrade)

I've just (D)bought a computer, a (G)real IB(D)M
With hard disk, laser printer and (E7)high speed mod(A7)em
It's (D)real user friendly and (G)state-of-the-(D)art
I don't have to (G)think 'cause its (A7)software's so (D)smart.

Chorus (whenever you feel like it, not after every verse)
So don't talk of your Apple or PowerPC
My IBM PC is waiting for me
On the desk where my wife's photograph used to be
There's nothing much smarter than my new PC.

It plays wave files and MIDIs and makes CDs too
There is no computer that mine won't outdo
I play with my PC till way past midnight
It's the best thing to come my way since Vegemite.

It runs faster than light it's a brand new K6
It's teaching my old dog a new set of tricks
It makes me a cuppa and pours me a beer
And plays Aussie music whenever I'm near.

I bought Windows NT though my neighbours all scoffed
Produced by a company called Microsoft
Well I brought it home and I showed all my mates
And then the screen filled with the face of Bill Gates.

I rise in the morning, the bedclothes I toss
I turn on my PC and boot up the DOS
And I don't touch my breakfast, dinner or tea
I only have time for my great new PC.

I worked on a program the whole of one day
It grew till it occupied 400K
I worked and I worked till my eyes were bloodshot
Then I pressed the wrong button and wiped out the lot.

You can do all your banking from home now they say
Just plug in your modem and then you're away
But its usefulness now I'm beginning to doubt
I can't find the slot where the money comes out.

My wife says I don't spend enough time with her
I'm spending it all with that damned computer
She's just seen her lawyer about a divorce
She's named IBM co-respondent of course.

There's a girl in the low country I've never met
We only communicate by internet
But we're planning to meet, don't know when, don't know where
If my wife doesn't learn of this cyber affair.

Now some folks they tell me I'm losing my grip
My brain can't compete with a silicon chip
But when I'm feeling down or my wife's nagging me
I go and spend time with my friendly PC.

(C) Copyright 1990, 1992, 1997 by Alan Foster.

Cheers,
Alan