You're Mama Don't Dance - Brenda Lee

Your mama don’t dance and your daddy don’t rock and roll

Your mama don’t dance and your daddy don’t rock and roll

When evening rolls around and it’s time to go to town

Where do you go to rock and roll?

The old folks say that ya gotta end your date by ten

If you’re out on a date and you bring it home late, it’s a sin

There just ain’t no excusin' and you know you’re gonna lose and never win

I’ll say it again

And it’s all because

Your mama don’t dance and your daddy don’t rock and roll

Your mama don’t dance and your daddy don’t rock and roll

When evening rolls around and it’s time to go to town

Where do you go, to rock and roll?

You pull into a drive-in and you find a place to park

You hop into the backseat where you know it’s nice and dark

You’re just about to move in and you’re thinking it’s a breeze

There’s a light in your eye, and then a guy says

«Out of the car, Longhair!

Louise, you’re coming with me, Local Police!»

And it’s all because

Your mama don’t dance and your daddy don’t rock and roll

Your mama don’t dance and your daddy don’t rock and roll

When evening rolls around, and it’s time to go to town

Where do you go to rock and roll?

Where do you go to rock and roll?

Where do you go to rock and roll?