All I am going to say is my late mother would sing this ad nauseam. Herman’s Hermits were a good band. They had some great pop songs.
This was not one of them. It’s an irritating mess of childish sing along nonsense.
But when I hear it, I can recall standing by my mother in the kitchen as I helped her, and she would sing this to amuse me. And quite possibly to distract me from the sharp knives.