Aye, Aphid

Aye Aphid, get off my corn

Off my dinner and back out the door

I see you cob-crunchin’ and maize-munchin’

And I don’t have any more

I’m not sharin’ my golden ears of buttery corn

Ah ah ah ah ah

Aye Aphid, you’re getting’ me riled

I like your color but you’re crampin’ my style

With your cob-munchin’, your kernel-crunchin’

I got your photo on file

I ain’t sharin’ these golden-ears-in-front-of-me corn

Ah ah ah ah ah

Aye Aphid, you’re looking thin

Aren’t they growin’ any corn where you live?

I see you lookin’ needy and I’m lookin’ greedy

So I guess a cob I could give

We’ll cob-crunchin’

Maize-munchin’

Kernal-scarfin’, golden ears of buttery corn

Ah ah ah ah ah

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Lyrics submitted by Gustafer.