Lyrics
Well
Be bop a lula, she's my baby
Be bop a lula, summertime blues
Well, it's something else, man, you can't lose
Gonna race with the devil and maybe I'll win
I'm gonna dance with Skinny Jim
Hang on tight, you better get ready
We're gonna rock with Gene and Eddie
Hallelujah, I love her so
Bee I bickey bop, bo, bo, go
Cut across shorty, you can't fail
She got a red blue jeans and a pony tail
Hang on tight, you better get ready
We're gonna rock with Gene and Eddie
Well, come on everybody let's get together tonight
Say, "Mama, can I go out tonight?"
I sure miss you and the Twenty Flight Rock
So get your dungarees on, well Blue Jean Bop
Hang on tight, you better get ready
We're gonna rock with Gene and Eddie
Hang on tight, you better get ready
We're gonna rock with Gene and Eddie
Hang on tight, you better get ready
We're gonna rock with Gene and Eddie