Allen,

This is what I remember from that song:

I was standing on the corner, doing no harm. Along came a copper, who took me by the arm. He took me to the corner and rang a tiny bell. Along came a wagon, that took me to my cell.

As I lay sleeping, I drew upon the wall. The bed bugs and the roaches, where having a game of ball. The score was six to nothing. The roaches were ahead. The bed bugs hit a homer and knocked me out of bed . . . hey!

morgmen@comcast.net