Your mamma don’t dance and your daddy don’t rock and roll.
Your mamma don’t dance and your daddy don’t rock and roll.
When evenin’ rolls around and it’s time to go to town,
Where do you go, to rock ‘n’ roll?
The old folks say that you gotta end your day 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’, you know you’re gonna lose and never win.
I’ll say it again, and it’s all because…
Your mamma don’t dance and your daddy don’t rock and roll.
Your mamma don’t dance and your daddy don’t rock and roll.
When evenin’ rolls around and it’s time to go to town,
Where do you go, to rock ‘n’ roll?
You pull into a drive-in and find a place to park,
You hop into the back seat where you know it’s nice and dark.
You’re just about to move in, you’re thinkin’ it’s a breeze,
There’s a light in your eye and then a guy says, “Out of the car, long-hair,
But ooh wee, you’re comin’ with me, the local police.” And it’s all because…
Your mamma don’t dance and your daddy don’t rock and roll.
Your mamma don’t dance and your daddy don’t rock and roll.
When evenin’ rolls around and it’s time to go to town,
Where do you go, to rock ‘n’ roll?
Where do you go, to rock ‘n’ roll?
Where do you go, to rock ‘n’ roll?
1972 – Kenny Loggins and Jim Messina – Album: Loggins and Messina