There is a Skeeter on My Finger, Knock It Off

[Verse] There's a skeeter on my finger, knock it off, It’s buzzin’ 'round my coffee, makes me cough, Out by the barn, where the cattle like to roam, That pesky little bug just won’t leave me alone. [Chorus] Knock it off, knock it off, I said! Before it bites me and my finger turns red, I’m wavin’ my hand like a flag on a pole, That skeeter’s got a mission, but I’ve got a goal. [Verse 2] By the creek where the bullfrogs like to sing, The skeeters form a cloud, it’s a summertime thing, I slap my arm, I slap my knee, They’re takin’ more blood than the Red Cross needs. [Chorus] Knock it off, knock it off, I plead, That skeeter’s got me scratchin’ like a dog with fleas, I’m dancin’ like a fool in my overalls, That skeeter’s got moves, but I’m takin’ the call. [Bridge] Now the cows are laughin’, the rooster’s in tears, The way I’m battlin’ bugs could go on for years, If you’re out in the sticks, you know what I mean, Them skeeters are the devils of the rural scene. [Chorus] Knock it off, knock it off, I cry, That skeeter’s got me swattin’ till the day I die, From the barn to the creek, they’re out for my skin, But I’m fightin’ back, let the battle begin.