It's a great song, though. I learned it from Charlie Pruitt, who worked with me for many years. Charlie would come into the office in the morning, grin at himself in the mirror, comb the two hairs on the top of his head, and sing that song.
Cracked me up every time, and it brings back memories of Charlie every time I hear that song. May Charlie's ornery old soul rest in peace. I miss him.
-Joe Offer-