Nobody likes me, everybody hates me,
Guess I'll go eat worms,
Long, thin, slimy ones; Short, fat, juicy ones,
Itsy, bitsy, fuzzy wuzzy worms.
Down goes the first one, down goes the second one,
Oh how they wiggle and squirm.
Up comes the first one, up comes the second one,
Oh how they wiggle and squirm.
How about this one:
Great green gobs of greasy grimey gopher guts,
Mutiliated monkey meat,
Chopped up birdie feet!
French fried eyeballs mixed in with baby mush,
I for-got my spoon!
So I'll use a straw...
4 comments:
The taste better breaded and fried, with garlic!
peace
I remember the Gopher one...the first one I do not...How do these songs circulate around the globe from kid to kid???
Yuck Yuck and Yuck!! Everyone knows you have to fry the worms first! lol*
I never knew all the words. As soon as my vomit reflex kicks in, my ears cut out.
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