C’mon pretty baby let’s do the twist again
We go back to -57 to become the biggest band
Hey, hey my friend we’re never gonna stop
We give you a disease called the B-boys Bop
Every time we play the crowd goes wild
Out of tune and underpaid
But still the best band that ever played
For gasmoney, food, beer and sleeping place
We ain’t much for complaining but we really need a raise
Yeah, that’s right Bro!!!
All the kids are dancing to the tune
The rudest tune
All the crowd goes: Hey, Hey