Hey, everybody get out of the street now.
I hear the roar of an X-K-E now.
Sloppy sweater and pony tail,
And the cop on the corner is turnin' pale
Whoo! It's Abigail Beecher, our history teacher.
#2.
All the kids are just crazy about her.
Central High would be a drag without her.
She knows her history from A to Z,
she digs the Monkey and the Watusi
Whoo! It's Abigail Beecher, our history teacher.
#3.
We're out in the hall and changin' class es,
she plays guitar, wears blue sun-glass es.
She's prim and proper and a real swinger,
She's gonna be a rock-and-roll singer.
Whoo! It's Abigail Beecher, our history teacher.
Whoo!
History class is getting' bigger and big ger.
They come from miles cause they really dig her.
The P.T.A. was real sore,
when she walked in with a red surf board.
Whoo! It's Abigail Beecher, our history teacher.
Whoo! C'mon, girl Aw, you're too much!
Whoo! C'mon, girl Whoo!
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.