The Flea (Siphonaptera)

Long time ago
We figured out we don't need wings
When we can hitch a ride
On so many different beings

We love dogs and cats
Bunnies, pigs and rats
But our favorite host
Is the One with the Most

Do you feel an itch?
Are you scratching your belly
Did you see me jump?
You're my personal deli
It's a rendezvous
'Cause it's plain to see
That I am stuck on you
And you are
Stuck with me!
I am a flea

¡Pica, molesta, jode!
¡Pica, molesta jode!

There are others
That also feed the way we do
(Bloodsuckers!)
Don't want you confused
We're nothing like them, swear it's true

We are not bed bugs
Lice or mos-kee-toes
And we're not like the tics
(Oh no!)
They have eight legs not six
(Now that's just wrong!)

Do you feel an itch?
Are you scratching your belly
Did you see me jump?
You're my personal deli
It's a rendezvous
'Cause it's plain to see
That I am stuck on you
And you are
Stuck with me!
I am a flea

Think of the fun things
We do for Mankind
Like miniature circus
Flea Markets you'll find
(Jesus's Bongo solo)
What's that you say
For the Plague we're to blame?
Nuh uh
That was Yersinia's game!
(Bongo solo)
(Bito Memin's Synthesizer solo)
We love dogs and cats
Bunnies, pigs and rats
But our favorite host
Is the One with the Most

Do you feel an itch?
Are you scratching your belly
Did you see me jump?
You're my personal deli
It's a rendezvous
'Cause it's plain to see
That I am stuck on you
And you are
Stuck with me!
I am a flea
La, la, la
¡Pica, molesta, jode!



Credits
Writer(s): Miguel Lugo
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