Folk songs about psychology? Ain't gonna happen. Maybe Paxton.

Anyway since I like it so much I have decided to include the entirety of "I Love My Lips"

(NB: Everything by Larry is sung unless it specifically says "spoken")

Narrator: "One day while talking with Dr. Archibald, Larry confronts one of his deepest fears ..."

Larry: "If my lips ever left my mouth, packed a bag and headed south, that'd be too bad, I'd be so sad."

Archibald: "I see. That'd be too bad, you'd be so sad?"

Larry: "That'd be too bad. If my lips said 'adios, I don't like you I think you're gross,' that'd be too bad, I might get mad."

Archibald: "That'd be too bad, you might get mad?"

Larry: "That'd be too bad. If my lips moved to Duluth, left a mess and took my tooth, that'd be too bad, I'd call my Dad."

Archibald: "That'd be too bad, you'd call your Dad?"

Larry: "That'd be too bad."

Archibald: "Hold it. Did you say your father? Fascinating! So what you're saying is that if your lips left you ..."

Larry: "That'd be too bad, I'd be so sad, I might get mad, I'd call my Dad. That'd be too bad."

Archibald: "That'd be to bad?"

Larry: "That'd be too bad."

Archibald: "Why?"

Larry (spoken): "Because I love my lips." (Sung (scatting)): Yibedbopobidebabooyibedbopobidebabooo(etc)

Archibald (holding up an ink blot that looks unmistakably like a lip): "Oh my ... This is more serious than I thought. Larry, tell me, what do you see here?"

Larry (spoken): "Um, that looks like a lip."

Archibald (holding up another lip-like ink blot): "And this?"

Larry (spoken): "It's a lip!"

Archibald (flips rapidly through many ink blots, which look less and less like lips (one is a photo of Sonny Bono!)): "And this?"

Larry (to tune of William Tell Overture): "It's a lip, it's a lip, it's a lip lip lip! It's a lip, it's a lip, it's a lip lip lip! It's a lip, it's a lip, it's a lip lip lip. Liiiiiiiiiiiips. Lip lip lip."

Archibald: "Larry, tell me about your childhood."

Larry: "When I was just two years old I left my lips out in the cold and they turned blue. What could I do?"

Archibald: "They turned blue, what could you do?"

Larry: "Oh they turned blue. On the day I got my tooth I had to kiss my Great Aunt Ruth. She had a beard ... and it felt weird."

Archibald: "My, my. She had a beard and it felt weird?"

Larry: "She had a beard. Ten days after I turned eight, got my lips stuck in a gate. My friends all laughed." (Next part is spoken really fast): "And I just stood there until the fire department came and broke the lock with a crow bar and I had to spend the next six weeks in lip rehab with this kid named Oscar who got stung by a bee - right on the lip - and we couldn't even talk to each other until the fifth week because both our lips were so swollen, and when he did start speaking he just spoke Polish and I only knew like three words in Polish except now I know four because Oscar taught me the word for lip: Oofta."

Archibald: "Your friends all laughed ... Usta? How do you spell that?"

Larry (spoken): "I don't know."

Archibald: "So what you're saying is that when you were young ..."

Larry: "They turned blue, what could I do? She had a beard and it felt weird. My friends all laughed ... Oofta!"

Archibald: "I'm confused ..."

Larry (spoken): "I love my lips!" (sung): "Yibedbopobidebabooyibedbopobidebabooo(etc)"

Narrator: "This has been Silly Songs With Larry. Tune in next time to hear Larry say ..."

Larry (spoken): "Have I ever told you how I feel about my nose?"

Archibald: "Oh, look at the time!"