> > V1:
> > June Bugs in my ears, I feel them crawling.
> > It's bringing me to tears, see how I'm bawling.
> > They're eating at my eyes, and they're on my mind.
> >
> > V2:
> > Something behind my nose just ate some snotta.
> > They're camping up and down my Medula Oblongata.
> > Whoever put them there was sure enough unkind.
> >
> > Chorus:
> > June Bugs in my ears.
> > 2,000 insects; June Bugs in my ears.
> > It's making me sick to feel them come and go. I'm tired of the flow.
> > I wish they'd go away. Very, very far away.
> >
> > V3:
> > However can they find enough to eat there?
> > I know I lost my mind before they got there.
> > But they are really here... those June Bugs in my ears.
> >
> > (Instrumental - First 3 lines of chorus)
> > I wish they'd go away. Very, very far away.
> >
> > Repeat V3 then SCAT until end.
>
>
> You *RULE*, Dracimas. The entire universe. I spent a year playing that damn song in rest-home and 50th birthday gigs with a mandolin orchestra, along with other easy listening classics such as The White Rose of Athens and Never On Sunday. Now life is worth living again.
>
> Brunnen-"I think I love you"G

Gee Brunnen-G, I'm flattered, but I think my *wife* might take exception to that :o) Just glad I could improve your quality of life. I feel just like my own private Hospice now.

Drac "Play a little guitar... never learned the mandolin" imas