This is a story 'bout a girl that I knew she didn't like my songs and that made me feel blue she said: "a big band is far better than you"... Part I: ~~~~~~~ She don't rock 'n' roll, she don't like it she don't do the stroll, well she don't do it right well, ev'rythings wrong and my patience was gone when I woke one morning and remembered this song O-oh-oh, kinda catchy, I hoped that she would talk to me now and even allow me to hold her hand and forget that old band. Part II: ~~~~~~~~ I strolled around to her pad her light was off and that's bad her sister said that my girl was gone "But come inside, boy, and play, play, play me a song!" (w/PART I) I said "Yeah! Here I go" She's kinda cute, don't you know? That after a while of seeing her smile I knew we could make it, make it in style! (w/PART II) So now I've got all I need She and I are in love, we've agreed she likes this song and my others too so now you see my world is... because of this tune! (w/PART I) What a boon this tune! I tell you soon We'll be lying in bed, happily wed, and I won't think of that girl or what she said...