Crazy Legs

　　Crazy Legs - Gene Vincent

　　Well I got a little woman called

　　Crazy Legs

　　She's the queen

　　Of the teenage crowd

　　All the cats stuffin' nickels

　　In the ol' jukebox

　　Just to watch her do the bop

　　When the music gets loud

　　Crazy Legs Crazy Legs

　　A-boppin' all over the floor

　　Do the bop Crazy Legs

　　Do the bop

　　She's my baby

　　And I don't mean maybe

　　She's mine mine mine all mine

　　But I'm crazy about Crazy Legs

　　And Crazy Legs' crazy about me

　　Well I'm crazy about Crazy Legs

　　And Crazy Legs crazy about me

　　Well she's my baby

　　And I don't mean maybe

　　She's mine mine mine all mine

　　Jump

　　Well when she hears the music

　　Well it gets in her feet

　　Well then she starts a-rocking

　　With the crazy beat

　　She does a different kind

　　Of rhythm with every song

　　Well that's why they call her

　　Crazy Legs

　　She's real gone

　　Crazy Legs Crazy Legs

　　A-boppin' all over the floor

　　Do the bop Crazy Legs

　　Do the bop

　　She's my baby

　　And I don't mean maybe

　　She's mine mine mine all mine

　　Jump-in jump

　　Well she can bop

　　She can boogie

　　She can move and jump

　　With a style that's all her own

　　Just give her lots of room

　　And a rock 'n' roll tune

　　And she will do the bop

　　Till the cows come home

　　Crazy Legs Crazy Legs

　　A-boppin' all over the floor

　　Do the bop Crazy Legs

　　Do the bop

　　She's my baby

　　And I don't mean maybe

　　She's mine mine

　　Mine all mine

　　And do the bop