Ain't It A Glorious Day?

"Oh, it's a jolly holiday with you, Bert 
Gentlemen like you are few 
Though your just a diamond in the rough, Bert 
Underneath your blood is blue.  
You'd never think of pressing your advantage 
For bearance is the hallmark of your creed 
A lady needn't fear, when you are near 
Your sweet gentility is crystal clear. 
Oh, it's a jolly holiday with you, Bert 
A jolly, jolly holiday with you."