I woke one night from sleeping and looked up on the wall. The cooties and the bedbugs were playing baseball. The score stood 3-0. The cooties were ahead. The bedbugs hit a homerun and knocked me out of bed. I got the heebie jeebie blues. The heebie jeebie blues. I got the heebie jeebie heebie jeebie heebie jeebie blues.
Sorry. A song from childhood.
Some times, that is the best kind.
We sang this with my Dad while growing up and my kids grew up singing it with me.
(Sung with an Irish melody)
Oh, McCarthy is dead and his brother don't know it, His brother is dead and McCarthy don't know it. The both of them dead in the very same bed, And neither one knows that the other is dead.
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