Oh Dear, What Can the Matter Be

Oh dear, what can the matter be? Why do ladies wink and titter when they glance at me? At the office party I stood beneath a sprig of mistletoe, Hoping some gal would upon my lips a tender kiss bestow! For the party I wore my new suit and a matching tie, Shaved my mug and fragrant Old Spice I did apply! I brushed my teeth and sweetened my breath with Listerine, And polished and brushed my shoes to a dazzling sheen! I applied underarm deodorant so as not to offend, Got a haircut having the barber fashion it per the latest trend! I stood there looking, I thought, rather suave and debonair, But not a gal approached me - none of them seemed to care! I happened to glance down and was shocked at what I did see! My fly was unzipped! Oh dear! That was what the matter be!