As strange as it sounds, "I Shot The Sheriff" by Clapton.
I remember being about 6-8 years old, and having had wet my pants, although I really don't remember the details, apart from the facts that I was wearing corduroy pants and I was outside.
Somehow my mother saw me, and made me come inside to change. She stood me in front of her chair, and helped me take off my wet pants and step into new underpants, and told me to take my wet pants to the laundry. I wasn't punished, but she didn't put more pants on me again, just sent me outside again with my brother wearing just my undies and shirt, "In case I had another accident."
Clapton was playing on the radio while she dressed me.