Here they come in their cuffed Levi’s
Hair slicked back, they’re real tough guys
Black t-shirt and a bad attidude
Better not step on their blue suede shoes
Livin' in a time that’s long since gone
It’s not quite right, there’s something wrong
Look! There goes another Betty Page
Get with it chick, it’s all the rage
CHORUS:
He’s really, really, really rockabilly
Really, really, really rockabilly
He pissed in his pants
He’s too drunk to care
He’s wearin' 1956 underwear
There’s neo-rockabilly
There’s psycho-rockabilly
There’s Starbucks-Orange-County rockabilly
There’s euro — ja-ja-wir machen-rockin' rockabilly
There’s Western-swing-traditional-blues-
Influenced rockabilly
There’s Australian shrimp-on-the-barbie-
Carry-your-surfboard-to-Sears-
To-buy-your-rolled-up-Levi's rockabilly
There’s rock-a-Johnny, rock-a-Sally, rock-a-hillbilly
It’s all too stupid, and it’s just plain silly
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The man at the door
He’s a rockabilly guy
He said you can’t come in
Your pompadour’s too high
Better grow them sideburns
Get a tattoo on your neck
Drink Pabst Blue Ribbon
Drive a rockabilly wreck
Has it come to this?
I want a new job
Rockabilly retards and rockabilly slobs are rockabilly
Stars
It used to be fun just to play the guitar
Now I just want to run real, real far
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