Crocodile Rock
I remember when rock was youngMe and Suzie had so much funholding hands and skimming stonesHad an old gold Chevy and a place of my ownBut the biggest kick I ever gotwas doing a thing called the Crocodile RockWhile the other kids were Rocking Round the Clockwe were hopping and bopping to the Crocodile Rock
Well Crocodile Rocking is something shockingwhen your feet just can't keep stillI never knew me a better time and I guess I never willOh Lawdy mama those Friday nightswhen Suzie wore her dresses tightand the Crocodile Rocking was out of sight
But the years went by and the rock just diedSuzie went and left us for some foreign guyLong nights crying by the record machinedreaming of my Chevy and my old blue jeansBut they'll never kill the thrills we've gotburning up to the Crocodile RockLearning fast as the weeks went pastwe really thought the Crocodile Rock would last