Up in the mornin' and out to school The teacher is teachin' the golden rule American history and practical math You're studyin' hard and hopin' to pass Oh, you're workin' your finger right down to the bone And the guy behind you won't leave you alone.
Ring, ring goes the bell The cook in the kitchen is ready to sell But you're lucky if you can find a seat You're fortunate if you got time to eat Well back in to class and open your books Gee but the teacher don't know how mean she looks
Hail hail rock-n-roll [Repeat: x6]
As soon as three o'clock rolls around And you lay your burden down Throw down your books and outta your seat You go down the hallway and into the street Up to the corner and 'round the bend Right to the juke joint you go in
You drop the coin right into the slot You gotta hear somthin' that's really hot With the one you love you're makin' romance All day long you've been waitin' to dance And you feel the music from head to toe Round and round and round and round you go