Your Mama Don't Dance

Your mama don't dance and your daddy don't rock 'n' roll
You know what I'm sayin'
Your mama don't dance and your daddy don't rock 'n' roll
When evening rolls around and it's time to
Go to town where'd you go? To rock 'n' roll?
Yeah! Now were cookin'!
Listen -
The old folks say that you gotta end your date by 10
What!?
If you're out on a date and you
Bring her home late it's a sin. Such a sin
There just ain't no excuse and you know you're
Gonna lose and never win - so say it again . . .
And it's all because your mama don't
Dance and your daddy don't rock 'n' roll
Your mama don't dance and your daddy don't rock 'n' roll
When evening rolls around and it's time to
Go to town where'd you go? To rock 'n' roll?
Yeah rock 'n' roll!
Yeah here we go!
We're cookin' now man!
You pulled into a drive-in, you find a place to park
You hopped into the backseat where you know it's nice and dark
Just about to move in you're thinkin' it's a breeze,
There's a light in your eyes and then
A guy says "Out of the car long hair!"
Ooowee you're coming with me the local police
And it's all because your mama don't
Dance and your daddy don't rock 'n' roll
Your mama don't dance and your daddy don't rock 'n' roll
When evening rolls around and it's time to
Go to town where'd you go? To rock 'n' roll?
Where do you go to rock 'n' roll?



Credits
Writer(s): Jim Messina, Kenneth Clark Loggins
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