Well except the mother part,obviously.
The Man Who Took the Valise off the Floor of Grand Central Station at Noon. I completely identify with Mary Lou in that song, it chokes me up every time. There's a lump in my throat just typing this. Maybe it's just the chicken and bacon baguette, I'm down at Leigh having lunch in the Smack.
Come, knit hands and beat the ground,
In a light fantastic round.