Testo Bad Boy

A bad little kid moved into my neighborhood, He won't do nothin' right just a-sittin' got to look so good. He don't wanna go to school and learn to read and right, Just sits around the house and plays that rock-n-roll music all night, Well he puts thumbtacks on teacher's chair, put chew'n gum in li'l girl's hair. Now Junior, behave yourself! Buys every rock-n-roll book on the magazine stand, Every dime that he gets, oh is off to the juke box man. Well he worries his teacher till at she's a-ready to poop, >From rockin' and a rollin' spinnin' in a hoola hoop, Well his rock-n-roll has gotta stop, Junior's head is hard as rock. Now Junior, behave yourself OW! Gonna tell your mamma you'd better do what she said: Get to the barber shop and get that hair cut off your head. You shoot the canary and you fed it to the neighboor's cat, You gave the cocker spaniel a bath in mother's laundromat. Well ya mamma said it's gotta stop, Junior's head is hard as rock.