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Got a pollywog in your water |
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Tadpole in the moonshine vat |
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An' granddaddy-long-leg climbing on the screen |
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You better watch, you're gonna squash him flat |
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Boll weevils in your cotton |
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And dirt-dauber busy building a nest |
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The red wasp's gonna swoop down and get ya child |
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Won't give you a minutes rest (she's talkin 'bout) |
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Bugs! Everywhere you look there's another kind of bug |
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Makes you want to get a club and clout'em |
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Yes everybody's talking bout the worrysome bugs |
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But ain't nobody doing nothing about 'em |
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Shooing the flies away from the table |
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Hiding under the quilting bed |
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The chiggers running wild in the blackberry bush |
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Yellow jackets swarmin' round your head |
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They're coming to get your watermelon |
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Black ants marching in a long line |
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They're lurking in the leaves of the strawberry patch |
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And climbing up the tomato vine (she gonna tell you about) |
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Bugs! Bugs! |
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Everywhere you look there's another type of bug |
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But if ya live in the delta ya got 'em |
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Here's a sure fire way to pass the time of day |
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Fold you up a newspaper and swat 'em |
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Hey look its me with the |
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DDT Umm hmm, umm hmm |
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Aint they a mess, them worrysome pests |
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Umm hmm, umm umm hmm |
