Oo-bop-a-loo-cha-bop, you're mine

Woo-bop-a-loo-cha-bop, you're mine



Hey schoolgirl in the second row

Teacher's lookin' over so I gotta whisper way down low

I say, woo-bop-a-loo-cha-bop, let's meet

After school at three



Hey, baby, there's one thing more

School is over at half past four

Maybe when we're older, then we can date

Ooo, let's wait



Black slacks

Black slacks

Black slacks

Black slacks

Black slacks

Take it cool, daddy-o

When I put 'em on, I'm a-rarin' to go