Crazy Legs

Well, I got a little woman called Crazy Legs She's the queen of the teenage crowd All the cats stuffin' nickels in the ol' jukebox Just to watch her do the bop when the music gets loud Crazy Legs, Crazy Legs, a-boppin' all over the floor Do the bop, Crazy Legs, do the bop She's my baby and I don't mean maybe She's mine-mine-mine all mine (Jump!) Well, when she hears the music, well it gets in her feet Well, then she starts a-rocking with the crazy beat She does a different kind of rhythm with every song Well, that's why they call her Crazy Legs, she's real gone Crazy Legs, Crazy Legs, a-boppin' all over the floor Do the bop, Crazy Legs, do the bop She's my baby and I don't mean maybe She's mine-mine-mine all mine Well she can bop, she can boogie, she can move and jump With a style that's all her own Just give her lots of room and a rock 'n' roll tune And she will do the bop till the cows come home --- Crazy Legs - Gene Vincent