Is it strange that I dream about this song

If you would like to sing along with my solos they are:
Cash for the merchandise, Cash for the button hooks
Cash for the soft goods, Cash for the fancy goods
You can talk, you can talk, you can bicker, you can talk, you can bicker bicker bicker, you can talk, you can talk, you can talk talk talk talk bicker bicker bicker, Talk all ya want but its different than it was.
Yes Sir, Yes Sir
You can talk, you can bicker, you can talk, you can bicker, you can talk talk talk talk bicker bicker bicker, Talk all you want but its different than it was.
Gone with the hogshead, cask and demi-john, gone with the sugar barrel, pickle barrel, milk pan, gone with the tub and the pail and the tierce.
Hill?
No!
Doesn't know the territory?
Never worries 'bout his line?
Look Whad'ya talk.
Well I don't know much about bands, but I do know you can't make a livin' selling big trombones, NO SIR! Mandolin picks perhaps and here and there a jews-harp
Yes Sir Yes sir
(I got too lazy to type the whole song so I just did my parts. I am glad that people have said they actually like me in this song because I suck at singing and keeping a rythm (I can't even spell it)).