The Bug Song

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[Verse 1]
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 Now when the good ole holidays 
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roll around, I'm the kind of a guy 
that likes to be found
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Just takin it easy and layin around
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 doin' nothin'
A                                 
 But I take my chair and sit on 
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the lawn, and just when all my cares
 are gone
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About a million bugs start carryin 
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on, and I'm cussin'
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 Some caterpillar from up some 
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tree decides as far as he can see
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There's nothin to do but to fall on
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 me, the damn worm
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 And a dirty ole fly just makin it
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 clear, that he ain't had a bath for
 over a year
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So he's takin' one now in my glass 
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of beer to lose germs


[Chorus]
A     D     A          D       
Bugs, bugs, bugs, if I had them
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 all in jugs
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I'd dig, dig, dig, till a big, big 
hole was dug, dug, dug, dug
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And that would be the end of the bug
 song
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That would be the end of the bug 
song


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[Verse 2]
A                                 
 Well, I try to sleep when I get 
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the chance, but you just can't trust
 them cursed ants
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They're never satisfied till 
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they're in your pants and you're 
crawlin'
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 With a spider web right across 
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the face, I'm lookin around for a 
better place
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Till a couple of hornets take up 
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the chase and I'm howlin'
A                                 
 Well, I head for the house and I 
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hold my breath, till I find some 
stuff in the medicine chest
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For the welts I got on the spot you
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 guessed, where I'm sittin'
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 And the wife gets mad cause I 
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forgot, to get stuff for the fleas 
our kitten caught
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Off some old dog on the neighbours 
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lot and she's rippin'


[Chorus]
A     D     A          D       
Bugs, bugs, bugs, if I had them
        E
 all in jugs
E
I'd dig, dig, dig, till a big, big 
hole was dug, dug, dug, dug
                                 A
And that would be the end of the bug
 song
E                            A
That would be the end of the bug 
song


[Verse 3]
A                                 
 Well I chased that moth from the 
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middle drawer, that chewed the 
clothes I useta wore
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And I jammed my thumb on the 
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bedroom door tryin to catch'em
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 And I'm sure the mosquitoes all 
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know their skill, 'cause one pryed 
up my windowsill
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And he limped through the air with 
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a broken drill and I'm scratchin'
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 You might think I'm a little bit 
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rough, 'cause I don't take to that 
nature stuff
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But I think I've just about had 
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enough of them bugs
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 Now your backyard might be okay, 
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but I'm goin' down to buy some spray
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Cause my little place is walkin 
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away with them bugs


[Chorus]
A     D     A          D       
Bugs, bugs, bugs, if I had them
        E
 all in jugs
E
I'd dig, dig, dig, till a big, big 
hole was dug, dug, dug, dug
                                 A
And that would be the end of the bug
 song
E                            A
That would be the end of the bug 
song


[Otro]
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I'm gonna dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, 
dig, dig, dig, dig...