Down goes the sun, sitting, ducking on guitar
Up comes the moon, twinko, twinko little star
One and one is two inchin‘ two, to make it four
Johnny‘s electric guitar lets go go go, oh baby.
Johnny plays the guitar at the Weekly Record Up
He starts the twist and turn and then they wouldn‘t let him stop
Girl so shooked up, seein‘ him shakin‘ on the show
Everybody starts the all go go go, oh baby
Duck, walkin‘ on his knees, peckin‘ like a hen
Lookin‘ like a locomotive, here he comes again
Meow said the kitty goin‘ bow-wow-wow
Go and pick your guitar, Johnny don‘t stop now, oh baby
Backed up by a jazz band, layin on the wood,
Mixin Ahmad Jamal in my Johnny B Goode.
Sneaking Errol Garner in my Sweet Sixteen,
Now they tell me Stan Kenton‘s cutting Maybelline, oohh Baby!
Papa said to Mama, this I never understood,
how he fix his guitar, make it osund so good.
Use to sound goofy, but I guess it‘s allright,
cause Papa‘s takin‘ Mama to the gig tomorrow night,