I was playin’ in my backyard when I looked up into the air
I saw a mosquito hoverin’ around my head
He said, “I like the smell of your hair”
Then he landed right next to me
And he alighted on my arm
I said, “Hello Mr. Mosquito
I hope you don’t mean to do me any harm”
He said, “No, I’m not gonna do you any harm
I’m just gonna suck some of your blood
Now hold still. It shouldn’t even really hurt”
I said, “What? You’re not gonna suck my blood
No way, Jose.” And I flicked him in the dirt
Well he must have flown out of the dirt
While I was slidin’ down the slide
Because when I got to the bottom he was right there waitin’
And he said, “You can play but you can’t hide”
Then he flew onto my back
I couldn’t see him back there
I was trying to see him
I was twirlin’ around and around
Then I saw him
He was right there on the back of my shoulder
And I said, “Hey, Mr. Mosquito! Get down!”
He said, “Oh, you want me to ‘get down’? Okay”
And he started dancin’
He boogied on back to my back
He did the Tango up my neck and did the Hustle on my head
And said, “Now I’m gonna bite you, Jack”
I said, “My name’s not Jack. It’s Randy.
And I’m not gonna let you have even one little drop of my blood.”
He said, “Oh yeah? That’s what you think.
I’m gonna bite you right now.”
But before he could do it
I flicked him in the mud!
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Flick that mosquito in the mud
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Don’t let him suck your blood.
Well later on I was playing in the sandbox
I was hogging all the shovels and the pails
I was buildin’ a great big building out of sand
But it wasn’t a sand castle. It was a mosquito jail
I said, “Mr. Mosquito, wherever you are
You know you’ve caused me so much heartache
Stress, sorrow, and strife
That the next time I see you I’m gonna capture you
I’m gonna throw you in this jail for life”
Then I heard kind of a mixture of a flappin’ and a buzzin’ sound
I looked to my left, I looked to my right
No one was around
It was kind of like this: “bzzzzzz, twszzzzzp, zzzztwsssszzzzz.”
But it wasn’t that loud
I thought, Maybe it’s comin’ from far away
From the mosquito’s hideout.
Maybe he’s hidin’ out up there in the clouds!
And I was right. Because when I looked up I saw him.
He came swoopin’ on down through the sky.
It looked like he was heading right for my head
It looked like he was gonna land right on my right eye
So I put out my arm to block him
But he landed on my hand
He said, “Now I’m mad and I’m really gonna bite you!”
But before he could do it I flicked him in the sand.
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Flick that mosquito in the mud
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Don’t let him suck your blood.
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Flick that mosquito in the m-m-m-m-mud
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Don’t let him
Don’t let him
Don’t ever let him suck your blood!
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