I've got a cat and a dog,
They sleeps out in the hall;
I've got a cat and a dog,
They sleeps out in the hall;
They scratches off all the fleas,
And they come in my room to have a ball.
Start hopping and jumping,
Crawling and biting on me,
They're hopping and jumping,
Crawling and biting on me,
It's known to be no bedbug;
It's nothin' but a doggone flea.
You have to get a spy-glass
To see where that little devil lands;
You have to get a spy-glass
To see where that little devil lands;
He crawls as light as a gnat,
But he bites like a doggone man.
He will start to crawling from your feet,
He'll crawl up around your waist,
He'll start from your feet,
And he'll crawl up around your waist;
Then he'll bite you so doggone hard,
To keep from falling you will need a brace.
Then you will look for him,
But don't never think he don't see you;
You may look for him and can't find him,
But don't never think he don't see you.
'Cause he will crawl behind you,
Nibble your backbone half in two.
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