Tallahassee Lassie
Well, she comes from Tallahassee (whoo),
She's got a HI-FI chassis (whoo).
Maybe looks a little sassy (whoo),
But to me she's real classy (whoo).
Yeah, my Tallahassee Lassie,
Down in F-L-A.
Well, she's rompin' to The Drag,
The Cha Cha8, Rag-a-mop.
Stompin' to The s whoo,
Rocks the Bunny Hop.
(A-ooo, hoo-ooo, hoo-ooo, hoo-ooo.)
Well, she dances to The Bop.
She dances to The Stroll,
She dances to The Walk,
Whoo, she can rock & roll.
She's my Tallahassee Lassie (whoo).
Yeah, my Tallahassee Lassie (whoo).
She's my Tallahassee Lassie.
Down in F-L-A.
Well, she comes from Tallahassee (whoo),
She's got a HI-FI chassis (whoo).
Maybe looks a little sassy (whoo),
But to me she's real classy (whoo).
Yeah, my Tallahassee Lassie,
Down in F-L-A.
Well, she's rompin' to The Drag,
The Cha Cha8, Rag-a-mop.
Stompin' to The s8 whoo,
Rocks the Bunny Hop.
(A-ooo, hoo-ooo, hoo-ooo, hoo-ooo.)
Well, she dances to The Bop.
She dances to The Stroll,
She dances to The Walk,
Whoo, she can rock & roll.
She's my Tallahassee Lassie (whoo).
Yeah, my Tallahassee Lassie (whoo).
She's my Tallahassee Lassie.
Down in F-L-A.
C'mon, baby.
C'mon, honey.
Fade.
Yeah, c'mon, sugar.
C'mon, baby...
She's got a HI-FI chassis (whoo).
Maybe looks a little sassy (whoo),
But to me she's real classy (whoo).
Yeah, my Tallahassee Lassie,
Down in F-L-A.
Well, she's rompin' to The Drag,
The Cha Cha8, Rag-a-mop.
Stompin' to The s whoo,
Rocks the Bunny Hop.
(A-ooo, hoo-ooo, hoo-ooo, hoo-ooo.)
Well, she dances to The Bop.
She dances to The Stroll,
She dances to The Walk,
Whoo, she can rock & roll.
She's my Tallahassee Lassie (whoo).
Yeah, my Tallahassee Lassie (whoo).
She's my Tallahassee Lassie.
Down in F-L-A.
Well, she comes from Tallahassee (whoo),
She's got a HI-FI chassis (whoo).
Maybe looks a little sassy (whoo),
But to me she's real classy (whoo).
Yeah, my Tallahassee Lassie,
Down in F-L-A.
Well, she's rompin' to The Drag,
The Cha Cha8, Rag-a-mop.
Stompin' to The s8 whoo,
Rocks the Bunny Hop.
(A-ooo, hoo-ooo, hoo-ooo, hoo-ooo.)
Well, she dances to The Bop.
She dances to The Stroll,
She dances to The Walk,
Whoo, she can rock & roll.
She's my Tallahassee Lassie (whoo).
Yeah, my Tallahassee Lassie (whoo).
She's my Tallahassee Lassie.
Down in F-L-A.
C'mon, baby.
C'mon, honey.
Fade.
Yeah, c'mon, sugar.
C'mon, baby...
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Crewe, Frank Slay, Frederick Picariello
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