Bad Boy

The bad little kid moved in to my neighbourhood. 
He won't do nothing right just a-sittin', 
got to look so good. 
He don't wanna go to school 
and learn to read and write, 
Just sits around the house and plays 
that rock'n'roll music all night. 
Well he put thumbtacks 
on teacher's chair, put chew'n' gum in li'l girl's hair. 
Now junior behave yourself! 

Buy every rock'n'roll book on the magazine stand. 
Every dime that he gets 
oh he's off to the juke box man. 
Well he worries that teacher till 
at night she's a-ready to [bad word]  
From rock and a rollin', spinning in a hulla hoop. 
Well his rock and roll has gotta stop, 
junior's head is hard as rock, 
Now junior behave yourself! 

Gonna tell your mama, you'd better do what she said, 
Get to the barber's shop 
and get the hair cut off your head, 
You shoot the canary 
and you fed it to the neighbour's cat, 
You gave the [bad word] spaniel 
a bath in mother's laundromat. 
Well, ya mama said it's gotta stop, 
junior's head is hard as rock, 
Now junior behave yourself!