A bad little kid moving to my neighborhood.
He's a bad boy.
He won't do nothing right.
His report card don't look so good.
He's a bad boy.
He don't want to go to school and learn to read and write.
He's a bad boy.
He sits around the house playing that rock and roll music all night.
He's a bad boy.
He put thumbtacks in teacher's chair,
put chewing gum in the little girl's hair.
Now Junior, behave yourself.
He buy every rock and roll book on the magazine stand.
He's a bad boy.
Every time that he get,
whoo,
he's off to the jukebox,
man.
He's a bad boy.
He worry his teacher till the night she's ready to poof.
He's a bad boy.
Rocking and rolling, spinning in the hula hoop.
Bad boy.
His rock and rolling's kind of slop.
Junior's head is on his rock.
Now Junior, behave yourself.
Whoo!
Whoo!
Tell your mama, you better do what she said.
Bad boy.
Go to the farmer's shop and get that haircut off your head.
Bad boy.
He took his pecanary and he fed it to the neighbor's cat.
He's a bad boy.
He gave the cock a spaniel bath in his mother's laundromat.
He's a bad boy.
His final message's kind of slop.
Junior's head is on his rock.
Now Junior, behave yourself.