Born to Boogie

Well, my momma met my daddy down in Alabama

They tied the knot so here I am

Born on the bayou on the Texas Line

Loved in Louisiana, raised on Jambalaya

Now before I could walk I had a guitar in my hand

By the time I could talk I had my own band

I went on the road when I was eight years old

When I turned fifteen I was stealing the show

Money to burn and the girls were pretty

It didn't take me long to learn it I was born to boogie

When I was eighteen I went to Hollywood

I met Elvis and Marilyn and Johnny B. Goode

Got my guitar painted and some California sun

A red cadillac having too much fun

Now we were playing them halls and jamming them

And we moved it on over to MGM

They said this is the boy we've been telling you about

He lit a cigar and he stuck his hand out

He said, "Son, have we got a deal for you,

We're gonna make you a star, give you fifty thousand too."

I told him, "My Momma didn't raise no fool.

I'll take your money

I'll make you movies

But I can tell ya right now

I am born to boogie."

Well, my name is Bocephus

I drink whiskey by the gallon

And I never back down and I love a good challenge

What I do now is what I did then

I like to get down with all my rowdy friends

Now I can be sweet and I can be mean

But I still got my hat and I still wear my jeans

My shades are chrome

My guitar is steel

If you think I won't, then believe me I will

Get down on you baby 'cause I ain't no rookie

I was put here to party and I was born to boogie

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Lyrics submitted by chasity leslie.