Lyrics

Hey man, I can hear you And it's not a radio Your voice still echoes through me I can hear you dady-o (Rock, rock, rockabilly rebel) Well, cruisin' down bopstreet in a pink thunderbird Be-bop-a-lula was the Catman's work He had a teenage partner, she was seventeen Rockabilly rebel, Gene, Gene, Gene Well, crazy legs jumping to a brand new beat The're the cats and the kittens of ol' bopstreet His double talking baby called him turtle dove Pretty pretty baby gave him woman love (Rock, rock, rockabilly rebel) He sang five feet of lovin', wear my ring Lotta lotta ]ovin', sing Gene sing He was a jumpin' Jackson, go man go Be bi bickey bi go bo go Gonna back up baby, blue jean bop Be-bop-a-lula, you couldn't stop Racing with the devil, you were born to do Gene, Gene Vincent, I sure miss you
Writer(s): Robert Gordon, Scott Turner, Diane Lampert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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