CRAWLING UP YOUR ARM

I’m a brown feller whose feelings are true
You can shoot me, but I love to snack on glue
Newspapers are yum, stale food rocks
I eat when I want, smash the clocks.

CH:
I’m ugly and squishable
Hawai slippers find me kissable
I chew and dribble, roam and soar
The world’s mah fridge, I’m an eye sore
Oh ..oh ..oh … I’m an eye sore

I ooze and drool, but I’m no fool
The dino died, I never cried
I ate him later, when things got rough
His meat was smelly tho never tough.

People find me ree-pulsive
But honey, I just have lurrve to give
They don’t see it in my beady eyes
All I hear are their squealing cries

I’m ugly and squishable
Hawai slippers find me kissable
I chew and dribble, roam and soar
The world’s mah fridge, I’m an eye sore
Oh ..oh ..oh … I’m an eye sore

I like to creep, I like to crawl
Sometimes I take a walk with my doll
She loves me, she really does
She kisses me without a fuss.

Years from now, you’ll race with death
I’ll laugh so much, I’ll be out-of-breath
Your mortal appendages will die and rot
But you know whaaat?
I’m a roach, I’ll still look hot.

I’m ugly and squishable
Hawai slippers find me kissable
I chew and dribble, roam and soar
The world’s mah fridge, I’m an eye sore
Oh ..oh ..oh … I’m an eye sore

For J, the polar bear, who asked for this song. I hope you like it.

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