Your Mama don't dance and your Daddy don't rock n' roll
Your Mama don't dance and your Daddy don't rock n' roll
When evenin' rolls around and it's time to go to town
where do you go to rock and roll
the old folks say that you gotta end your day by ten
you pull into a drive-in and find as place to park
you hop into the back seat where you know it's nice and dark.
you're just about to move in, you're thinkin' it's a breeze
there's a light in your eye and then a guy says
(spoken) "Out of the car, long hair"
oo-wee, you're comin' with me, the local police
(spoken) and it's all because (repeat verse 1 again then end with)
additions/corrections/comments welcomed.