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The Rocker
by Choco Munday

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This pome was written for my good buddy, Wes Pudsey, and his old band the Atomic Creepers.

The Rocker

When my ducktail's dripping with Californian Poppy
And my knees start to tremble when I hear a rockin' jockey;
I grab my wrap around shades to hide my little peepers
Then it's off to the hop to see the Atomic Creepers!

These blue suede shoes with the two inch sole
Are ready for a night of jivin' rock 'n' roll.
Got my studded belt on, got my shoe string tie,
Got my black drain-pipe pants with the button-up fly.

I fire up the Hemi in my 36 Ford
And ease into the traffic with the gas pedal floored.
With the radio blaring and the blower screaming loud
I cruise on down the highway through the 9 to 5 crowd.

I head down to the mall where my girl is a-waitin'
She won't tell her folks it's me she's a-datin'
They wouldn't understand why Daddy's pride and joy
Was cruisin' to the hop with a Rockabilly boy!

I cruise the streets searching for a Volvo at the lights,
With one eye on the mirror and the other on her tights
The engine's getting hotter and the fuel is getting low
So I bag 'em up just one more time and head out for the show.

The rockers get together in the car park at the hop
The tyre smokin's finished 'cos some one called a cop;
We go into the dance club to rock and stomp our feet
Jivin' to the music with the Rockabilly beat.

You'll always be a Rocker with an Ed Roth shirt;
You couldn't rock 'n' roll without a poodle on a skirt,
You'd never leave your house without your drapes or your sneakers
And life on earth would end without the ATOMIC CREEPERS!!!


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Reviewed by Jim Dunlap
Interesting write.

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