Standing on the Corner

I was standing on the corner,
Doing no harm,
Along came a policeman
Who took me by the arm.
He dragged me round the corner,
And rang a little bell.
Along came a police car
And took me to a cell.
I woke up in the morning
And looked up at the wall.
The lice and the bedbugs
Were playing ball.
The score was six to nothing,
The bedbugs were ahead.
The lice hit a homerun,
And knocked me out of bed.