Taltarzac725
03-25-2012, 07:00 AM
What a way to your Village
What a rare brood I'm in
Many paint jobs to pillage
Why it's, almost like being In Love
There's a smile on my face,
Even if I had one
For the whole Human race
But not until I am done
Why it's, almost like being In Love
All the irritaions of life seems to be
Like a dinner bell that is ringing for me
Its fun to be a love bug
You will not know what to do with your lanai
we even mess up your rug
Because we have such a hard time saying goodbye
And from the way that I feel
When that dinner bell rings for a meal
Love bugs are calling
Time and place for balling
I could swear I was falling
It's almost like being in love
When you go to clean your car's grill
You will find us roadkill
If you go to light your grill
You will find us added fill
All the irritaions of life seems to be
Like a dinner bell that is ringing for me
When driving with a white car
You may not get very far
Because of the windows we will mar
You will need to visit a bar
What a way to your Village
What a rare brood I'm in
Many paint jobs to pillage
Why it's, almost like being In Love
Modifying "Almost Like Being in Love" (1947). Music by Frederick Loewe with lyrics by Alan Jay Lerner.
What a rare brood I'm in
Many paint jobs to pillage
Why it's, almost like being In Love
There's a smile on my face,
Even if I had one
For the whole Human race
But not until I am done
Why it's, almost like being In Love
All the irritaions of life seems to be
Like a dinner bell that is ringing for me
Its fun to be a love bug
You will not know what to do with your lanai
we even mess up your rug
Because we have such a hard time saying goodbye
And from the way that I feel
When that dinner bell rings for a meal
Love bugs are calling
Time and place for balling
I could swear I was falling
It's almost like being in love
When you go to clean your car's grill
You will find us roadkill
If you go to light your grill
You will find us added fill
All the irritaions of life seems to be
Like a dinner bell that is ringing for me
When driving with a white car
You may not get very far
Because of the windows we will mar
You will need to visit a bar
What a way to your Village
What a rare brood I'm in
Many paint jobs to pillage
Why it's, almost like being In Love
Modifying "Almost Like Being in Love" (1947). Music by Frederick Loewe with lyrics by Alan Jay Lerner.