Everything goes with chocolate, and everywhere you find tiny little brown footprints, there's a little chocolate-covered ant who wishes he was instead swinging merrily on the
grapevine.
(Oooh, ooooh, I hoi'd thru the grapevine... how much longer 'til the choccys all mine....ooooh, ooooh, I hoi'd it thru the grapevine)