Paroles: Beatles, The. Bad Boy.

A bad little kid moved into my neighborhood

He won't do nothing right just sitting down and looks so good

He don't want to go to school and learn to read and write

Just sits around the house and plays the rock and roll music all night

Well, he put some tacks on teachers chair

Puts some gum in little girl's hair

Hey, junior, behave yourself

Buys every rock and roll book on the magazine stand

Every dime that he get is lost to the jukebox man

Well he worries his teacher till at night she's ready to poop

From rocking and a-rolling spinning in a hula hoop

Well this rock and roll has got to stop

Junior's head is hard as rock

Now, junior, behave yourself

Going tell your mama you better do what she said

Get to the barber shop and get that hair cut off your head

Threw the canary and you fed it to the neighbors cat

You gave the cocker spaniel a bath in mother's laundramat

Well, mama's head has got to stop

Junior's head is hard as rock

Now, junior, behave yourself