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 rolls around and it's time to hit the town
Where do you go
You gotta rock itThe 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 againAnd it's all becauseYour 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 rolls around and it's time to hit the town
Where do you go
You gotta rock it, rock itYou 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' umm, Bret, this is a breeze
There's a light in my eye and a guy says, out of the car, long hairOowee, you're coming with me
Said the local policeAnd it's all becauseYour 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 goAh, play me a little C.C., wooYour 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
They just ain't cool and it ain't about the style
Your mama don't dance and your daddy don't rock and roll
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
Songwriters
JIM MESSINA, KENNETH CLARK LOGGINSPublished by
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