text: Had to make do with the worn out rock and roll scene
  The old bop is getting tired, need a rest
  Well, you know what I mean
  58, that was great
  But its over now and thats all
  Somethin harders coming up
  Gonna really knock a hole in the wall
  Gonna hit ya, grab ya hard
  Make you feel ten feet tall
  Well I hope this babys gonna come along soon
  You dont know it could happen any ol rainy afternoon
  With the temperatures down
  And the jukebox blowin no fuse
  And my musical lifes feelin
  Like a long Sunday School cruise
  And you know theres one thing
  Every single body could use
  Not that Im bright, just happy go lucky
   Rock and roll
   Rock and roll
  Get your high heeled guitar boots
  And some groovy clothes
  Get a hair piece on your chest
  And a ring through your nose
  Find a nice little man who says
  Hes gonna make you a real big star
  Stars in your eyes and ants in your pants
  Think you should go far
  Everybody in this bum sucking world
  Gonna know just who you are
  Look out!