Your Mama Don't Dance

Your mama don't dance And your daddy don't rock 'n' roll Your mama don't dance And your daddy don't rock 'n' roll But when evening comes around And it's time to hit the town Where do you go? You gotta rock it The old folks say That ya gotta end your date by ten "But if you're out on a date Don't you bring her home late 'Cuz it's a sin" You know there's no excuse You know you're gonna lose You never win I'll say it again And it's all because your mama don't dance And your daddy don't rock 'n' roll Your mama don't dance And your daddy don't rock 'n' roll When evening rolls around And it's time to hit the town Where do you go? To rock it, rock it Everyone, gather 'round Let me tell you all about it You see I pulled into a drive-in And I found a place to park We hopped into the backseat Where it's always nice and dark I'm just about to move Thinking to myself, '€œMmm, bet this is a breeze'€ Then there's a light in my eye and a guy says '€œOut of the car, long hair'€ Oowee, '€œYou're coming with me'€ Said the local police And it's all because your mama don't dance And your daddy don't rock 'n' roll Your mama don't dance And your daddy don't rock 'n' roll When evening rolls around And it's time to hit the town Where do you go? Play me a little, C.C. Your mama don't dance And your daddy don't rock 'n' roll Your mama don't dance And your daddy don't rock 'n' roll They just ain't cool And they ain't about to start Your mama don't dance And you daddy don't rock Your mama don't dance, no She just don't dance, no Your mama don't dance And your daddy don't rock 'n' roll, oh, no