Do the Bop

Walking down the street about a-half past four
Saw a pretty baby standing in the door
She was a real hep kitten in her early teens
Dirty white boxers and old blue jeans
Oo-blee-ah-ah-ah, oo-blee-ah-oo-la-la
The music was a-playing with a heavy backbeat
The was full of rhythm from her head to her feet
She put a quarter in the jukebox and said let’s go
All I wanna do is rock 'n' roll
Oo-blee-ah-ah-ah, oo-blee-ah-oo-la-la
Do the bop, do the bop
Do the bop, do the bop
Do the bop, do the bop
Do the bop, do the bop
Do the bop, do the bop
Do the bop, do the bop, bop!
Oh, every day I meet her at the same ol' place
Move it over buddy, there’s plenty of space
When we get to boppin', we can’t stop
Everybody’s crazy when they do the bop
Oo-blee-ah-ah-ah, oo-blee-ah-oo-la-la