Little Black Things


(Tune: Darling Clementine)


*Chorus: Little black things, little black things,
              Crawling up and down my arms,
              If I wait till they have babies,
              I can start a black things farm!


Haven't had a bath in two years,
And I never change my clothes,
But I've got these little black things,
Where they come from, Heaven knows!




Once a cute boy, tried to kiss me,
But he screamed and gave a yell,
And he ran before I asked him,
Was it the black things or the smell?