I wonder why nobody don't like me

Steering clear of news from south of the border, I'm taking refuge in happiness and humour.

When elder daughter was less than a year old, I had a cassette tape of Harry Belafonte's 1959 appearances at Carnegie Hall, and fell madly in love with the quirky "Mama Look a Boo Boo".  

The only trouble was, when I was pushing my baby around in her stroller, doing errands downtown, I'd catch people giving me brief, alarmed sideway glances, and realise that I'd been singing it under my breath:  "Shut your mouth, go away..."

Last week, I stumbled across this 1965 gem from The Danny Kaye Show.  

Excuse me while I shut my mouth and go away.