Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues, it must be goin' roundAll my friends are boppin' the blues, it must be goin' roundI love you, baby, but I must be rhythm-boundWell, the doctor told me, Carl, you don't need no pillsHey, the doctor told me, boy, you don't need no pillsJust a handful of nickels and jukeboxes will kill your illWell, all my friends are boppin' the blues, it must be goin' roundAll them cats are boppin' the blues, it must be goin' roundI love you, baby, but I must be rhythm-boundWell, the old cat bug bit me, man, I don't feel no painYeah, that jukeboxThe jitterbug caught me, man, I don't feel no painI still love you, baby, but I'll never be the sameI said, all my friends are boppin' the blues, it must be goin' roundAll my friends are boppin' the blues, it must be goin' roundI love you, baby, but I must be rhythm-boundGet it, cat, let's go!Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues, it must be goin' roundAll them cats are boppin' the blues, it must be goin' roundI love you, baby, but I must be rhythm-boundWell, Grandpa Dunn got rhythm and he threw his crutches downOh, the old boy Dunn got rhythm and blues and he threw that crutches downGrandma, he ain't triflin', well, the old boy's rhythm-boundAll them cats are boppin' the blues and it must be goin' roundAll my friends are boppin' the blues and it must be goin' roundI love you, baby, I must be rhythm-boundBop, cat, bop!Rock, bop, rhythm and bluesIt must be goin' round