A
My girl, baby-sits for someone her block,
     D
that awfull don't understand lyrics and we start to rock,
     E
this baby has the beat and, man, it is a shock,
               A
when he goes..(ggggggggggggg, ggggggggggggg.)

[Verse 2]
  A
A rockin' type a boogie is a kind a song,
     D
that makes this little baby wanna sing along
    E
and though he maybe guess the word a little wrong,
                A
he still goes..(boogie-on-na-day.)

[Bridge]
   D
He isn't too young to really feel the beat,
   A
he rocks back and forth in his little seat;
   B7
he shakes both his hands and he taps his feet
       E
and he goes..(doo-doo-da-da-da-da-da.)

[Verse 3]
   A
He is a hully gully bouncin' baby boy,
    D
you know this record player is his favorite toy
    E
and don't forget he's eveybody's pride and joy
               A
when he goes..(ahh-ooo-ah-ge-he.)

[Interlude]
A    A    D    D
E    E    A    E

[Verse 4]
  A
I know there isn't anyone who take a bet
    D
but surely he's the youngest teenager yet
    E
and possibly that Elvis Presley start to sweat
               A
when he goes..(go man, I like that.)

[Bridge]
   D
He goes in the car with the radio on,
   A
he doesn't go to sleep until the music's gone;
   B7
he imitates the singer in the group
                E
with a low down voice..(low down, dug-a-dug-a.)

[Verse 5]
A
When it's time to tuck him in his little old bed,
D
all that music runnin' through his sleepy old head,
    E
the little fella doesn't say, goodnight, instead,
          A                                              A
he goes..(boog-ooo, boog-ooo, boog-ooo..aaaalll gone.)