Got the blues for the fifties, miss the early sixties too, I doGot the blues for the fifties, miss the early sixties too, you know it's trueFrom the tip of my duck tail to the toe of my blue suede shoesTurn my collar up, mama, put that cuff back in my jeanTurn my collar up, mama, put that cuff back in my jeanIf that ain't enough, mama, shoot my head full of real creamLordy, Miss Claudia, your hair's turnin' gray, Peggy Sue is in a fogThe *** rider rode away, got the blues for the fifties, miss the early sixties too, I doFrom the tip of my duck tail to the toe of my blue suede shoesWell, give me back my church key, let me ride my old dude's coupeRide onGive me back my church key, let me ride my old dude's coupeWe'll move onBreak out your crinoline for me, mama, jump back in the alleyLittle darling, you'll always be my teenage queenEven though I got the rockin' moanin' in the boogie-woogie bluesYour teeth and your corrupted spleenI just want you to know that someday again we're gonna be togetherBy and byIn that great soccer in the skySee you later, alligatorI'm an old-y but a goody, see you later, alligatorI'm an old-y but a goody, see you later, alligatorWell, I want a genie, Baba.© transcript Emily Beynon