I’ve got ants in my ***
Yes I do (Jesus)
I’ve got ants in my ***
How 'bout you?
You can’t feast upon this yeast
Because I'm the ant police
I’ve got ants in my ***
I’ve got ants in my ***
Nothing loose about this goose
And when I see him I’ll give him a noose
'Cause I don’t like ants in my ***
Who likes ants in their ***?
I’m ask—I’m talking to you