It all began on the day I moved in
And I knew right then that I would never win
And there was no way of knowing
That my problems were going
To start their multiplying again
It don't matter if I'm messy or oh so neat
And I just don't know what to do
I've called the Orkin man about a hundred times
And now I got the ant hill blues

Pop off the top
Shake it and then spray it
Move another object
Ants! Ants!

Pop off the top
Shake it and then spray it
Move another object
Ants! Ants!
Ants! Ants!
Ants! Ants!
Lots of Ants!

When I'm throwing a party
And the food is getting hot
I look and see an ant trail headed for the pot
Right through the peelings where they try to hide
But they cannot run cause I've got pesticide
(can't hide, can't hide from the pesticide)

Pop off the top
Shake it and then spray it
Move another object
Ants! Ants!
Ants! Ants!
Ants! Ants!
Lots of Ants!

It was a quarter to seven
There was a puddle on the floor
Where one of the guests
Had spilled some soda pop
I went to the kitchen
So I could clean it up
With some 409 and a wet mop
It was a maddening sight
When I turned on the light
And I looked down at the floor
A bunch of little bodies
Were running all around
And crawling all over my refrigerator door

And they never even bother to make an appointment
Or let me know they're on their way
And it would be so kind, if they would stand in a line
And wait for me to get my spray

Pop off the top
Shake it and then spray it
Move another object
Ants! Ants!

Pop off the top
Shake it and then spray it
Move another object
Ants! Ants!
Ants! Ants!
Ants! Ants!
Lots of Ants!

Pop, Pop, Pop
Shake it, Shake it, Shake it
Move another object
Ants! Ants!