(gggggggggggggggg da da da-da-da-da!
My girl baby sister saw it on her block
Then I come up to join her and we start to rock
The baby hears the beat and man it is a shock
When he goes (ggggggggggggg ggggggggggggg)
A rockin type a boogie is the kind a song
That makes this little baby wanna sing along
And though he maybe gets the tune alittle wrong
He still goes ( ´boogie-on-na-day)
He isn´t too young to really feel the beat
He rocks back and forth in his little seat
He claps both his hands and he taps his feet
And he sings (´doo-doo-da-da-da-da-da´)
He is a hully gully bouncin baby boy
You know the record player is his favorite toy
And don´t forget he´s eveybody´s pride and joy
When he goes (´ooo-ah-ge-he)
Instrumental- (yo-a-ah-ah)
(´ladaladalada´)
I know there isn´t anyone to take a bet
But surely he´s the youngest teenager yet
And probably the hippist of the diaper set
Cause he goes (´go man, I like that!´)
He strolls in his stroller with the radio on
He doesn´t go to sleep until the musics gone
He imitates the singer in the group
(With a low down voice)
(´Low down, dug-a-dug-a´)
And when it´s time to tuck him in his little bed
With all that music runnin through his sleepy head
The little fella doesn´t say ´goodnight´
Instead, but he says (´boog-ooo, boog-ooo, boog-ooo´)
Aaaaaaaaaaallllllllllll gone!
