Your Mama don t dance and your Daddy don t rock and roll
Your Mama don t dance and your Daddy don t rock and roll
But when evening comes around and it s time to hit the town
Where do you go--You gotta rock it
The old folks say that you gotta end your date by ten
But if you re out on a date don t you bring her home late cause it s a sin
You know there s no excuse, you know you re gonna lose, you never win
I ll say it again
And it s all because
Chorus
Solo
Everyone gather round let me tell you all about it
You see I pulled into a drive-in and I found a place to park
We hopped into the backseat where it s always nice and dark
We re just about to move thinkin "Bret, this is a breeze"
There s a light in my eye and a guy says "Out of the car, long hair!"
Oowee|--you re coming with me
Said the local police
Coro
Play me a little C.C.
Solo
Your Mama don t dance, no
She just don t dance, no
Your Mama don t dance and your Daddy don t rock and roll
Ah, yeah
