June Bug lyrics
by Erin Rae
You're probably late getting home, ain't you baby?
Going wild on a strawberry moon
I can just see you now, curly hair crazy
You're drawn to the night like a june bug, june bug
If I had it to do again over
If I could go back and re-trace a few
I'd never have talked to you drunk, only sober
And I'd be sure I promised you true love, true love