A bad little kid moved into the neighborhood
He won't do nothing right
His report card looks no good
He don't wanna go to school
And learn to read and write
He sits around the house
And plays that rock and roll music all night
Well he puts a tack on the teacher's chair
Puts his gum in little girls' hair
Now Junior, behave yourself!
He buys every rock and roll book
From a a magazine stand
Everytime that he gets, he's off to the jukebox land
Well he works his teacher
Till at night she's ready to poop
Rockin' and rollin' spinnin' his hula hoop
Well this rock and roll's gotta stop
Junior's head is hard as a rock
Now Junior, behave yourself
Gonna tell your mother
You better do what shey says
Go to the barber shop
And get that hair cut off your head
He took his...
And fed it to the neighbor's cat
Gave the cocker spaniel a belly for his laundromat
Well this kind of mess has got to stop
Junior's head is hard as a rock
Now Junior, behave yourself!
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