Lyrics

I was bopped on the head now I'm tall as a treetop And just to end like new I find the melody's dead 'cause my baby likes to be-bop And I like to be-bop too I was down on my heels so I hopped to the shoe shop To fix up my boots like new I gotta be on the job 'cause my baby likes to be-bop And I like to be-bop too The rhythm is off the beaten track, Jack The squares keep tryin' just to beat it back I saw old Uncle Ned do a dance and a flip-flop He jumped like the hep cats do I flipped my lid when he said, "My baby likes to be-bop And I like to be-bop too" How I love to be-bop too How I love to be-bop too I saw old Uncle Ned do a dance and a flip-flop He jumped like the hep cats do I flipped my lid when he said, "My baby likes to be-bop" And boy And I like to be-bop too
Writer(s): Walter Bishop Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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