Let's go back a few years to a time
very dear to my heart that you remember when
Bill
Haley and the comics was a -gettin' down,
only all the cats were a -rockin' and a -bobbin'
Good golly,
Miss
Molly there was good
Buddy
Holly settin' rhythm to the
USA
And
Johnny
B.
Goode, oh, how he could make that
rockin' little guitar play
Now, take me back, take me back,
that's where it's at, take me back, take me back
Ooh, yeah, we're all in the cat
parlor boppin' the blues
And gettin' too dead fruity
on the blue suede shoes
Oh, how nifty it was in the fifties, take me back,
take me back, take me back
He came out of
Louisiana with his rockin' piano
And today he's still a -goin' strong
Goodness gracious,
right before the fire
There's a whole lot of shakin' goin' on
I remember well, it's a cat named
Elvis
He's a king and he always will be
He beep -bop -a -loop -bop his way
To the tip -top of my down in
Memphis,
Tennessee
All right, now take me back, take me back
That sweat's out, take me back,
take me back
Yeah, yeah, yeah, back
For all them cats all a -boppin' the blues
And gettin' real tooty -fruity
on the blue suede shoes
Well, how nifty it was in the fifties
Take me back, take me back
Give me chantel and lace and
a pretty little face
Boppin' at the high school hop
I wore duck -tail blue jeans, drive -in chain -jeans,
ponytails and five little socks
Lookin' down tall
Sally as she jumped back in the alley,
movin' over for
Maybelline
All the cats on the bandstand are seein' who's
the best man at dancin' with sweet little
Sixteen
Take me back, take me back,
take me back, take me back
That's where it's at, I said
It's back to where the cats
sort of boffin' the blues
And gettin' real tooty -fruity
on the blue suede shoes
Oh, how nifty it was in the fifties
Come on, come on, take me back,
take me back
Take me back
Take me back