Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bedbugs, artist - Squirrel Nut Zippers. Album song The Best of Squirrel Nut Zippers, in the genre ДжазDate of issue: 31.12.2001
Record label: mammoth
Song language: English
Bedbugs |
| Down in the country where I was born, |
| We’d go to church ev’ry Sunday mornin', |
| Then in the evening the lights would fade, |
| These are the words that my mama said: |
| «Children I hope you sleep tight, |
| And don’t let the bedbugs bite, |
| If you should die before you wake, |
| Pray good God your soul will take.» |
| (Don't let the bedbugs bite ya, |
| Don’t let the bedbugs bite ya, |
| Don’t let the bedbugs bite ya.) |
| Preacher would tell us that the lord was good, |
| All us little children should knock on wood, |
| Preacher would tell us 'bout the angels and saints, |
| Grandfather taught us 'bout the spooks and, |
| He said: |
| «(Don't let the bedbugs bite ya, |
| Don’t let the bedbugs bite ya, |
| Don’t let the bedbugs bite ya.)» |
| Then I’d pull the covers up over my head, |
| Stop thinkin' 'bout the things underneath the bed, |
| Thunder and the lightnin' begin to boom, |
| Somebody’s knockin', but nobody’s home. |
| (Don't let the bedbugs bite ya, |
| Don’t let the bedbugs bite ya, |
| Don’t let the bedbugs bite ya, |
| Don’t let the bedbugs bite ya.) |