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Well down through the ages woman's had a time |
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Tryin' to get her man to walk the chalk line |
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To keep him on a string with a kiss and a hug |
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But there's never been a man who wasn't bitten by the bug |
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Yeah, rockin' and rollin' with the bug |
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Rollin' and strollin' with the bug |
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Itchin' and twitchin', singin' and swingin' |
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Yeah, with the bug |
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Well, Delilah loved Sammy, but he wouldn't stay home |
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Always runnin' and leavin' Dee home |
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She set out to find Sammy late one night |
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Found him down at the sand dune rockin' it right |
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He was rockin' and rollin' with the bug |
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Rollin' and strollin' with the bug |
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Itchin' and twitchin', singin' and swingin' |
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Yeah, with the bug |
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Well, Helen of Troy, a cool smile on her face |
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She sported the face that launched a thousand ships |
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But she couldn't control the wiggle in her hips |
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She lost her fame and fortune, just one flip |
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Well, rockin' and rollin' with the bug |
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Rollin' and strollin' with the bug |
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Itchin' and twitchin', singin' and swingin' |
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Yeah, with the bug |
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Well now Josephine, she had trouble from the start |
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She couldn't keep her eye on little Bonoparte |
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Every single time that Josie looked around |
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She found her Bony runnin' round and round |
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He was rockin' and rollin' with the bug |
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Rollin' and strollin' with the bug |
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Itchin' and twitchin', singin' and swingin' |
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Yeah, with the bug |
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Well now, are modern times the same as history? |
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Even in the twentieth century |
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And our future now, well, it's plain to see |
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If we don't look out, the bug will get you and me |
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We'll be rockin' and rollin' with the bug |
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Rollin' and strollin' with the bug |
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Itchin' and twitchin', singin' and swingin' |
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Yeah, with the bug |
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Yeah, with the bug |
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With the bug |
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With the bug |
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With the bug |
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With the bug |
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With the bug |
