Competition Bed Blues
*Big foot* stops at every man's door : and he's always in his midnight creep
I have a loving brown : I did never miss it *till her gone*
I found a ??? competition : he better not get in town
I passed my partner's house : I stopped in to comb my head
Who should I find : but my gal making up my partner's bed
I'm going to wreck my mind : competition going between me and my friend
It hurt me so : I thought we'd be pals till the end
It makes a man feel bad : when competition
Now there's so much competition : I believe I'll leave your town