Well, alright! Well, I've seen a lot of pretty girls from Memphis to Mobile But none of them can give me that special kinda feel Like my little baby with her lipstick cherry red She's a rockin' little angel that's messing with my head She wears a tight black sweater and a polka-dot skirt If you mess with her, honey, you're gonna get hurt! 'Cause she's my Rockabilly Doll, my queen of the Saturday night! She makes the jukebox tremble and she holds me oh so tight! She's sweeter than a milkshake, but tougher than a two-dollar steak! She's my Rockabilly Doll, for goodness sake! Yeah, my Rockabilly Doll, she's the only one for me! Well, she knows how to bop, she knows how to stroll She's got that crazy rhythm deep down in her soul When she hits the dance floor, the other guys all stare With her raven hair piled up, without a single care But they all know to keep their distance, they all know the rule 'Cause this little rockin' mama ain't nobody's fool! 'Cause she's my Rockabilly Doll, my queen of the Saturday night! She makes the jukebox tremble and she holds me oh so tight! She's sweeter than a milkshake, but tougher than a two-dollar steak! She's my Rockabilly Doll, for goodness sake! Yeah, my Rockabilly Doll, she's the only one for me! (Spoken): Well, the other cats can have their movie queens and their girls so fine... But I wouldn't trade my baby for a brand new Cadillac... no sir... 'Cause she's the real deal... 'Cause she's my Rockabilly Doll, my queen of the Saturday night! She makes the jukebox tremble and she holds me oh so tight! She's sweeter than a milkshake, but tougher than a two-dollar steak! She's my Rockabilly Doll, for goodness sake! Yeah, my Rockabilly Doll, she's the only one for me! Rock it, baby! Ooh! That's my doll!
