so I can move Cause you a bug a boo, a bug a boo I wanna put your number on the call block Have AOL make my email stop Cause you a bug a boo You
out the window Tell MCI to cut the phone poles Break my lease so I can move 'Cause you a bug a boo, a bug a boo I wanna put your number on the call block
I can move 'Cause you a bug a boo, a bug a boo I wanna put your number on the call block Have AOL make my e-mails stop 'Cause you a bug a boo You buggin
to go you're standing on the throttle you're standing on the breaks in the groove 'til you make a mistake sometimes you're the windshield sometimes you're the bug
: Bring back those good old days Nothing feels right Nothing ever goes my way I threw my future away Now I'll walk alone out here in the cold Wandering
: Sleeping in the beetle bug With a hundred pounds of air in my heart. Don't think that I'm able to sympathize, I'm happier to see it gone. Floating
: What would happen If I flew to San Fransisco Wouldn't make much sense From the outside looking in Coming around again All the answers Far too many
les problemes Le geste qui sauve C?est toujours le meme Appuyer sur pomme Et puis M Psyko psyko Bug C?est le psyko psyko bug Et si ca buggait Je b
: I'm a bug so are you, baby I wanna use my pincers on you buzz buzz buzz buzz I'm a bug DDT is my breakfast along with tea yeah buzz buzz buzz buzz
Sleeping in the beetle bug With a hundred pounds of air in my heart Don't think that I'm able to sympathize I'm happier to see it gone Floating above
Bring back those good ol' days Nothin' feels right, nothin' ever goes my way I threw my future away, now, I walk alone Out here in the cold wanderin'
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To much of nothing these days You often hold me tightly I owe you everything You must be going crazy Back papers staking nicely and I?m still promising
Too much of nothing these days You often hold me tightly, I owe you everything You must be going crazy Opinions staking nicely and I'm still promising
out the window Tell MCI to cut the phone poles Break my lease so I can move 'Cuz you a bug a boo, a bug a boo I wanna put your number on the call block
Hello flower Boy, do you look juicy And you know just what I?m coming to get, right? Don?t eat me Please don?t eat me I?m trapped in your love Save me
YOU BUG ME BAD Writer Wanda Jackson Baby-baby, boy you bug me bad Yeah, baby-baby, boy you bug me bad You're the strangest little lover This old world
start to toss You are drinking jitter sauce Don't you worry, you just mug And then you'll be a jitter bug Hear this fat boy blowing his horn He's been a bug
