Abigail Beecher:Freddy Cannon. #16 in 1964. (.) #1. Hey, everybody get out of the street now. I hear the roar of an X-K- now. Sloppy sweater and pony tail, And the cop on the corner is turnin' pale.. Whoo! It's Abigail Beecher, our history teacher. #2. All the kids are just crazy about her. Central High would be a drag without her. She knows her history from A to Z, she digs the Monkey and the Watusi.. Whoo! It's Abigail Beecher, our history teacher. #3. We're out in the hall and changin' class..es, she plays guitar, wears blue sun-glass..es. She's prim and proper and a real swinger, She's gonna be a rock-and-roll singer. Whoo! It's Abigail Beecher, our history teacher. Whoo! #4. History class is getting' bigger and big...ger. They come from miles cause they really dig her. The P.T.A. was real sore, when she walked in with a red surf board. Whoo! It's Abigail Beecher, our history teacher. Whoo!...C'mon, girl...Aw, you're too much! Whoo! C'mon, girl..Whoo! A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.