(gggggggggggggggg da da da-da-da-da!

My girl baby sister saw it on her block

Then I come up to join her and we start to rock

The baby hears the beat and man it is a shock

When he goes (ggggggggggggg ggggggggggggg)



A rockin type a boogie is the kind a song

That makes this little baby wanna sing along

And though he maybe gets the tune alittle wrong

He still goes ( boogie-on-na-day)



He isnt too young to really feel the beat

He rocks back and forth in his little seat

He claps both his hands and he taps his feet

And he sings (doo-doo-da-da-da-da-da)



He is a hully gully bouncin baby boy

You know the record player is his favorite toy

And dont forget hes eveybodys pride and joy

When he goes (ooo-ah-ge-he)



Instrumental- (yo-a-ah-ah)



(ladaladalada)



I know there isnt anyone to take a bet

But surely hes the youngest teenager yet

And probably the hippist of the diaper set

Cause he goes (go man, I like that!)



He strolls in his stroller with the radio on

He doesnt go to sleep until the musics gone

He imitates the singer in the group

(With a low down voice)

(Low down, dug-a-dug-a)



And when its time to tuck him in his little bed

With all that music runnin through his sleepy head

The little fella doesnt say goodnight

Instead, but he says (boog-ooo, boog-ooo, boog-ooo)

Aaaaaaaaaaallllllllllll gone!