I can't get rid of these darn old bedbugs, it seems.
I can't get rid of these darn old bedbugs, it seems.
Soon as I go to bed, bedbugs is on my dreams.

A-nibblin', and a-gnawin', crawlin' and a-chawin' on me.
A-nibblin', and a-gnawin', crawlin' and a-chawin' on me.
There ain't no sausage grinder, busy as a bedbug can be.

I seen a thousand bedbugs marchin', comin' to me two by two.
I seen a thousand bedbugs marchin', comin' to me two by two.
I grabbed my hat and my britches, let them bedbugs have my shoes.

I saw generals and colonels, captains with the regiment.
I saw generals and colonels, captains with the regiment.
A regular bedbug army, I know 'em by that bedbug scent.

Ev'ry thing was a nightmare, you can call it a dream if you choose.
The thing was a nightmare, you can call it a dream if you choose.
I never seen such bedbugs, when I had those bedbug dream blues.

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Writer(s): LONNIE JOHNSON