First heard this as a 12 year old kid “camping out” in the summer of 1969 with my cousin in his backyard in San Diego. We had a little transistor radio with us and the song was being played on the local radio station for the first time. We thought it was funniest thing we ever heard and speculated what the bleeped out word might have been. We also woke up with chiggers from sleeping on the grass under our makeshift tent. Good memories.
Dad didn’t smile much, prolly a result of having me for a son, but when I looked over at him at the end of that song he had a huge grin on his face.