Shoofly
You see, what we have here is a failure to communicate
Shoofly
I've sang songs about Dutch pies
Love bugs eating pies
A shoo fly
Once you shoo the fly away from your Dutch pie
The love dies, music cries
All that's left is
Bye, bye, American pie
Shoofly
Shoo flies, don't bother me
If you don't want to have me back
Well, I guess I'll be on my way
If you would be so kind as to hand me my hat
I am Azad
I am free
I can go wherever I damn please
So I guess it's Ciao, baby
Nomas, arrivederci
No more shoofly pie for you
I'm done being your barfly
But that's what you can expect when you're 86'd
The question is, who is going to miss each other more
You or me
I came in to sing my song
Catching love bugs from the summer's stew
When the wrong wasn't true
Honesty can feel so blue
If you don't want me back
I'll be on my way
I own my words and
Will stand by them every day
An outside voice more than words
Are my terms of endearment
Laid up on the screen
Love bug, trying to get through to you
And as I take my leave
If there's one thing we must agree
Ratatouille was a damn good song
The love that I laid up on that screen
For some was too much to bear
Words are worth more than flowers
Buzzing airport towers
The love bug should've brought flowers
It takes more than words to endow her
Love bug gets next to Nix
Once he's 86'd