Roger Cook - Bug Gut Goo lyrics

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