
(Verse 1) In the kitchen or the trash, you will find them there, Little houseflies buzzing, landing everywhere. They’ve got a spongy mouthpart, a proboscis so grand, Ready to eat the food that’s been left at hand. (Chorus) They slurp and they sip, with their spongy little lips, Turning solids into mush, oh what a squishy trip! Houseflies, houseflies, eating in their style, Breaking down the food, flying free and wild. (Verse 2) First, they find their target with a smell so keen, Rotting meat, sugary treats, and everything in between. They spit out their enzymes, let them do the trick, Digesting outside the body, oh it’s really slick. (Chorus) They slurp and they sip, with their spongy little lips, Turning solids into mush, oh what a squishy trip! Houseflies, houseflies, eating in their style, Breaking down the food, flying free and wild. (Bridge) With labella on the ready, pseudotracheae set, They soak up all the liquids, don’t leave a drop, you bet. Sucking through their tube, into the crop it goes, Through the fly’s small body, the liquid flows. (Chorus) They slurp and they sip, with their spongy little lips, Turning solids into mush, oh what a squishy trip! Houseflies, houseflies, eating in their style, Breaking down the food, flying free and wild. (Outro) So when you see a housefly, know what they’re about, They’re the masters of digestion, there is no doubt. With their liquefying enzymes and their sponging ways, They’ll clean up all your messes, in just a few short days.
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