Letras: Kenny Loggins. Your Mama Don't Dance.

Your mama don't dance
And your daddy don't rock 'n' roll
Your mama don't dance
And your daddy don't rock 'n' roll

But when evening comes around
And it's time to hit the town
Where do you go? You gotta rock it

The old folks say
That ya gotta end your date by ten
"But if you're out on a date
Don't you bring her home late
'Cuz it's a sin"

You know there's no excuse
You know you're gonna lose
You never win
I'll say it again

And it's all because your mama don't dance
And your daddy don't rock 'n' roll
Your mama don't dance
And your daddy don't rock 'n' roll

When evening rolls around
And it's time to hit the town
Where do you go? To rock it, rock it

Everyone, gather 'round
Let me tell you all about it
You see I pulled into a drive-in
And I found a place to park

We hopped into the backseat
Where it's always nice and dark
I'm just about to move
Thinking to myself, ?Mmm, bet this is a breeze?

Then there's a light in my eye and a guy says
?Out of the car, long hair?
Oowee, ?You're coming with me?
Said the local police

And it's all because your mama don't dance
And your daddy don't rock 'n' roll
Your mama don't dance
And your daddy don't rock 'n' roll

When evening rolls around
And it's time to hit the town
Where do you go? Play me a little, C.C.

Your mama don't dance
And your daddy don't rock 'n' roll
Your mama don't dance
And your daddy don't rock 'n' roll

They just ain't cool
And they ain't about to start
Your mama don't dance
And you daddy don't rock

Your mama don't dance, no
She just don't dance, no
Your mama don't dance
And your daddy don't rock 'n' roll, oh, no