Big Wig's muse has prompted the Banana Dolt Song:
Talk all the time, after too much rum!No word on when Harry will resume his career at the Flying Fish Stick Lounge of a Holiday Inn near you.
Reporters they come when he bitch and moan.
Slander and curse till the morning come!
Reporters they come when he bitch and moan.
Please, Mr. Colin, send him to Havana!
Castro wants to have a sing-a-long.
Please, Mr. Colin, him and Arianna.
Castro wants to dress her in a thong.
He lift foot, turn foot, eat foot, LUNCH!
Reporters leave and he sad and all alone.
He lift foot, turn foot, eat foot, LUNCH!
Reporters leave and he sad and all alone.
