Last night I got bitten by mosquitoes,
And I had to get up and I had to sing a song to chase them away.
Mosquitoes. They don’t like sad songs.
They only bite the one who sings a happy song.
So I sing a sad song, a very sad song,
And tears are falling,
Mosquitoes tumble to the floor.
I keep on singing this very sad song,
To make them fly against the wall
And break their little bones.
Do you know, do you know,
How to fight mosquitoes?
Do you know, do you know,
How to chase them away?
Just sing a sad song, a very sad song,
And tears are falling,
Mosquitoes tumble to the floor.
I keep on singing this very sad song,
To make them fly against the wall,
And then they break their little necks.
Well, now you know, now you know,
How to fight mosquitoes.
Now you know, now you know,
How to chase them away.
Just pick a sad song, it’s bad for mosquitoes.
Mosquitoes weeping,
And then they fly against the wall.
I keep on singing,
They keep on crying,
I keep on playing,
They keep on dying on the floor.
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Mosquitoes, they don’t like sad songs.
They only bite the one who sings a happy song.
So sing a sad song, a very sad-sad song.
Mosquitoes cry, they cannot fly with tears in their eyes.