| Down goes the sun, sitting, ducking on guitar |
| Up comes the moon, twinko, twinko little star |
| One and one is two inchin' two, to make it four |
| Johnny’s electric guitar lets go go go, oh baby. |
| Johnny plays the guitar at the Weekly Record Up He starts the twist and turn and then they wouldn’t let him stop |
| Girl so shooked up, seein' him shakin' on the show |
| Everybody starts the all go go go, oh baby |
| Duck, walkin' on his knees, peckin' like a hen |
| Lookin' like a locomotive, here he comes again |
| Meow said the kitty goin' bow-wow-wow |
| Go and pick your guitar, Johnny don’t stop now, oh baby |
| Backed up by a jazz band, layin on the wood, |
| Mixin Ahmad Jamal in my Johnny B Goode. |
| Sneaking Errol Garner in my Sweet Sixteen, |
| Now they tell me Stan Kenton’s cutting Maybelline, oohh Baby! |
| Papa said to Mama, this I never understood, |
| how he fix his guitar, make it osund so good. |
| Use to sound goofy, but I guess it’s allright, |
| cause Papa’s takin' Mama to the gig tomorrow night, |
| Oohh Baby |