Sounds awful close kin to the original verse in Woody's Talking Blues:

Got me a wife about five years ago
Got a little boy now, he's jest about fo'
Gets up on the table, slaps his maw
Hits me in the chin an' sez "Aincha my paw?"

Rubs string beans in my ears...mashed potatos in my hair
But he's a cure kin......yeah

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