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The Termite Song

The Woodbox Gang

I've been sharpening my forks,
And poking at your cat.
I've been tasting your love letters,
And throwing up into your hat.

I've been hiding in your walls,
And plotting with your mouse.
I am hungry,
And I'm gonna eat your house.

I've been dancing with your shadow,
All over your bug light;
Singing in your sprinkler,
And building up an appetite.

I've been hiding in your walls,
And plotting with your mouse.
I am hungry,
And I'm gonna eat your house.

Some houses are made of stone,
While some are made of brick,
But when I'm through with yours,
You'd have thought it was built
From used toothpicks.

I've seen rats in your kitchen,
Roaches in your sink
You ought to see your kitty crying
Every time I give a wink.

I've been hiding in your walls,
And plotting with your mouse.
I am hungry,
And I'm gonna eat your house.

I've been making long distance crawls,
From your bed to your telephone
Watching you undress,
When you think that you're alone.

I've been hiding in your walls,
And plotting with your mouse.
I am hungry,
And I'm gonna eat your house.

Some houses are made of stone,
While some are made of brick,
But when I'm through with yours,
You'd have thought it was built
From used toothpicks.

I've been sleeping with your daughter
Once you've tucked her in at night
When you hear her sobbing
I've been screaming:
"Let the bed bugs bite!"

I've been hiding in your walls,
And plotting with your mouse.
I am hungry,
And I'm gonna eat your house.

I am hungry,
And I'm gonna eat your house.

YouTube: Woodbox Gang (live).

Thanks Gregano for correcting the transcription!
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