New England folk lads The Fabulous Farquahr recorded this saloon-styled ditty for their immensely enjoyable, and shamefully out-of-print LP back in 1968. The band consisted of four men, three of whom were brothers. Maybe that helps explain why they used whimsically avian stage names (Hummingbird, Condor, Flamingo, Barnswallow). The whole album is full of charming songs, but "My Eggs Don't Taste The Same Without You" is the one that takes the toast, so to speak.
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