Back to the 1950s B**t

[Intro] [Verse 1] Well, the soda shop’s hummin’, the jukebox is loud, A nickel in the slot gets the crowd jumpin’ proud. Leather jackets swayin’, poodle skirts in twirl, A washboard rhythm got the whole world in a whirl. [Chorus] Oh, let’s rock back to the 1950s b**t, Where the skiffle strings and the snap shoes meet. From the train whistle blues to the radio heat, We’re dancin’ free on that ol’ moonlit street. [Verse 2] Sock hop floor shakin’, the cat’s got a grin, Elvis croons low, and the teenagers spin. Teacup bass thumpin’, harmonica cry, Under neon lights, we’re reachin’ for the sky. [Chorus] Oh, let’s rock back to the 1950s b**t, Where the skiffle strings and the snap shoes meet. From the train whistle blues to the radio heat, We’re dancin’ free on that ol’ moonlit street. [Bridge] Radio waves hum with a cracklin’ tune, Cadillac fins gleam ‘neath a harvest moon. Hand-clap rhythm, a stomp and a shout, The decade of dreams— ain’t nobody gonna slow down! [Chorus] Oh, let’s rock back to the 1950s b**t, Where the skiffle strings and the snap shoes meet. From the train whistle blues to the radio heat, We’re dancin’ free on that ol’ moonlit street. [Outro]