Letra

Say, Dad
(Mmm, yes kids)
We'd like to have a heart-to-heart talk
(Oh-oh, have you spoken to your mother yet?)
No, Dad, we wanna ask you
(Well, I guess you're both old enough)
What we wanna know is
What did they do before rock 'n' roll? (ah-ha)
How'd they ever make it
Bless my soul
All day long they had to listen to (ah-ha)
(My time is your time)
What did they do before Elvis P (ah-ha)
Fabian and Avalon and Brenda Lee?
All they heard on the radio was
(Where the blue of the night meets the buh-buh-buh-boom)
I found some ancient records (ah-doo-wah)
From 1945 (ah-doo-wah)
I put a couple on the phonograph
Laughed ha-ha-ha-ha ha-ha
Oh well, I thought I'd die
Now, let me tell you, Dad
It was an awful sound
To hear what 27 cats
Were puttin' down
I couldn't believe my ears
It was a shock to me
'Cause all that they were playin'
Was the melody
They had a thing called swing
They didn't have no beat
That rikki-dikki music never move my feet
And then I played a record
Strangest thing I heard
I know you'll think I'm goofy
But I'm pretty swerve
They didn't twang guitars
I meant like it was sad
And tell me
What's a Hugo Winterhalter, Dad?
(Whoa-oh-oh)
(Ah, don't you dig that crazy sound?)
(That's the kind of music you can do your homework to)
(Yes)
(Whoa)
Oh well, I felt so poor
For those old time souls (ah-ha)
They never had the benefit
Of rock 'n' roll
All they heard on the radio was (ah-ha)
(Doo-fal-dee-ooh, boop-boop-pee-doo, ooh)
Oh, no!
Written by: Sherman Edwards, Sid Wayne
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