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Your mama don't dance and your daddy don't rock and rollYour mama don't dance and your daddy don't rock and rollWhen evening rolls around and it's time to go to townWhere do you go to rock and roll?The old folks say that ya gotta end your date by tenIf you're out on a date and you bring it home late, it's a sinThere just ain't no excusin' and you know you're gonna lose and never winI'll say it againAnd it's all becauseYour mama don't dance and your daddy don't rock and rollYour mama don't dance and your daddy don't rock and rollWhen evening rolls around and it's time to go to townWhere do you go, to rock and roll?You pull into a drive-in and you find a place to parkYou hop into the backseat where you know it's nice and darkYou're just about to move in and you're thinking it's a breezeThere's a light in your eye, and then a guy says,"Out of the car, Longhair!Louise, you're coming with me, Local Police!"And it's all becauseYour mama don't dance and your daddy don't rock and rollYour mama don't dance and your daddy don't rock and rollWhen evening rolls around, and it's time to go to townWhere do you go to rock and roll?Where do you go to rock and roll?Where do you go to rock and roll? From Letras Mania