Down goes the sun, sitting, ducking on guitar Up comes the moon, twinkle, twinkle little star One and one is two HITCHIN' two, to make it four Johnny get your guitar, let's go, go, go
Johnny plays the guitar at the weekly record hop He starts starts to twist and turn and then they wouldn抰 let him stop Girls so shook up, seein him shakin on the show Everybody starts to holler go, go, go
Duckwalkin on his knees, peckin like a hen Lookin like a locomotive, here he comes again Meow said the kitty PUPPY bow-wow-wow Go and pick your guitar, Johnny don抰 stop now, oh baby
Backed up by a jazz band, layin' on the wood, Mixin Ahmad Jamal in my Johnny B Goode. Sneaking Errol Garner in my Sweet Sixteen, Now they tell me Stan Kenton's cutting Maybelline, oh baby
Papa said to Mama, this I never understood, How he picks his guitar, make it sound so good. Use to sound goofy, but I guess it's allright, Cause Papa's takin' Mama to the gig tomorrow night, oh babyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
