That's an oldee
No. THIS is an oldee:
A Frenchwoman singing "Au Clair De La Lune" (1860):
That's an oldee
I can't dance, I can't talk.
Only thing about me is the way I walk.
I can't dance, I can't sing
I'm just standing here selling everything.
Emptiness is loneliness and loneliness is cleanliness
And cleanliness is godliness, and God is empty just like me