I'm drivin' through the night, when in the headlights
I see a swarm of bugs comin' my way
One by one then two by two,
They hit the windshield - turn to goo , bug gut goo
Splat, splat, splat the bugs are flat
Road-k** on a grand scale
Red, yellow, green even aquamarine
An icky, sticky bug co*ktail
Maybe its fate or they're searching for a mate
But they keep on coming to the lights
As they pile up they start to block the view
Stick to the wipers like Elmer's glue
Splat, splat, splat the bugs are flat
Road-k** on a grand scale
Red, yellow, green even aquamarine
An icky, sticky bug co*ktail
When I stop for gas and clean the gla**
There's a potpourri of bugs on my grill
It's as good a collection as you'll ever see
A mighty nice slice of entomology
Splat, splat, splat the bugs are flat
Road-k** on a grand scale
Red, yellow, green even aquamarine
An icky, sticky bug co*ktail
A yucky, ucky bug co*ktail
A bug gut goo co*ktail