....hayeahhhh...
A red black beetle crawls over my feet
It's little steps tickle
It gives me the creeps
I wash my hands and i wash my face
A fresh summer breeze catches my hair and I say
...hayeahhhh...
...hayeahhhh...
Went long the river it was a red night
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