Well, the Juney bug comes in the month of June
The lightning bug comes in May
Bed bug comes just any old time
But, they're not going to stay.

Well, a bull frog sittin' on a lily pad
Looking up at the sky
The lily pad broke and the frog fell in
He got water all in his eye...ball.

Mosquito he fly high,
Mosquito he fly low
If old skeeter lands on me,
He ain't a gonna fly no mo'.

A peanut sittin' on a railroad track
His heart was all a flutter.
Along Came a choo-choo on the track
Toot! Toot! Peanut butter!

Well little bugs have littler bugs.
Up on their backs to bite'em
And the littler bugs have still littler bugs
And so ad infinitum.

As I went walking through the woods
Humming a tune so gaily
The wind came whistling through the trees
And froze my ukulele.

Oh there ain't no flies on me
There ain't no flies on me
There may be flies on some of you guys
But there ain't no flies on me.

Oh there ain't no lobsters on me
There, ain't no lobsters on me
There may be lobsters
On some of you mobsters
But there ain't no lobsters on me,

Oh it ain't gonna rain no more no more
It ain't gonna rain no more,
How in the heck can I wash my neck
When it ain't gonna rain no more?
Oh it ain't gonna rain no more, no more
It ain't gonna rain no more.
How in the hell can the old folks tell
If it ain't gonna rain no more?