Chorus:
How did they get here?
No roaches s'posed to be here
I've tried that bug thing for the last time
I told them, "No, No!
No roaches s'posed to be here!"
But I turned around and they said, "My, My
(my, my, my, my)"

Verse One:
I called the Orkin Man
And he said he had a plan
To get those pests from out of my hair
He promised me that his rates were fair.
He brought his sturdy spray
Said he'd send the bugs away
I trusted him with all my heart
I couldn't wait for his work to start
Chorus joins:
As he left my home in his old white truck
The roaches cried, "Chil', your outa luck!"
And I turned around with them standing there.

Repeat Chorus

Verse Two:
Terminex tried it, too
Sears came and got a few
But both of them failed to kill the pests
The roaches had just too many nests
I just began to cry
(As) a little black butterfly
Fluttered round my head
Trying to escape the mess
I knew that I had to face the test

Chorus joins:
So I got my gun from the cabinet
I loaded some shells and my aim was set
And I turned around with them
Standing there, standing there

How did they get there?

No, no, no no roaches s'posed to be here