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Lyrics
Sandals
© words and music by C. Stewart ( July 4, 2012 )
I saw a strange bug on a piece of bread
Prehistoric wings and a big black head
He must have just flown in from the coast
Cause he's still wearing sandals
The only time this kind of bug come here
Is just about half way through the year
He travels light, don't need a bag
And all he wears is sandles
Flys around naked like he owns the place
Puttin' a smile on the lady bugs face
The tips of his wings gives off a scent
And you should see his sandals
He must be proud of what he's got
Image in the mirror is lookin' hot
Flies low in the cool daddy zone
And all he wears is sandals
