the glorious Annual Ugly Bug Ball" Come on let's crawl To the Ugly Bug Ball And a happy time we'll have there One and all at the Ugly Bug Ball While
Translation: Ives Burl. The Ugly Bug Ball.
'm a flustered old bastard, my feathers are ruffled, So back off buster, you best not stress me, just don't bug me, I'm hungry and ugly, so don't
new Vanilla Ice tape how can you not love me? She's like "well first off all your pants is straight ugly You can't dance and your personality just bug
now through flows of hot molasses Do it like the robot to headspin to boogaloo Took a few minutes to convince the average bug a boo It's ugly, like look
The song sung at the Beetle Ball. Baby, it's the Beetle Ball And bugs are crawling to get in When they hear that beetle beat Those beetles beetles
now through flows of hot molasses Do it like a robot to headspin to boogaloo Took a few minutes to convince the average bug-a-boo It's ugly, like look
Wild thing you make everything groovy You make everything Turn around me all of the time It seems to be all of the time So welcome all to The ugly bug ball
