"Bug"
Show me the secret handshake
Share info with a simple hug
In the system, it sits and wakes
There’s a spy in the room, a spy, a spy, a bug
We called her Natalie, too
But she always stuck
With her first nickname
Not just another
Smiling face in the crowd
That was bug
Girl thinks she’s being followed
I said to squash that insect
Can ya believe she questioned
My com, my common, my common sense?
And I could tell she was tense
Creepy crawler, see saw traveler
Constant reproducer, bugs don’t have suitors
Walk around so free, not attached to anyone
Except for the object they’re walkin’ on
Annoying, pests, insects with thirty necks
Eighty stomachs, they can’t even bounce checks
Not as big as my finger, most of’em
Smush them with the same hand that feeds’em
