Sung to the tune of the Java Jive. Gary disapproves of the rhyming of “pop” with “lollipop.” Baby doesn’t seem to mind.
I love Murrow, yes I do
I love the Murrow, even when he poos
Murrow and me
He’s got stinky feet
But, then again, his mamma’s feet stink, too.
I love Murrow, and he loves me
I love the Murrow, even when he pees
Murrow and me
Together we’ll see
If we can climb the big ol’ walnut tree.
I love Murrow, and so does pop
We love the Murrow from his toes to his top
Murrow and me
and poppa makes three
Together we’ll lick one big lollipop.