I remember when rock was young
Me and Larry had so much fun
Hoppin’ round to the Onion Stones
Goin’ cross the tracks and a place of my own
But the biggest kick I ever got
Was doin’ a thing called the Cucumber Rock
While the other kids were rocking round the block
We were hoppin’ and boppin’ to the Cucumber Rock
Chorus
HEY!
Cuke Rockin’!
The stars would shine and those kids just can’t keep
still
I never knew me a better time and I guess I never will
All I know is, on Friday night
When Larry wore a suit so tight
And we would dance the night away all the time
Laaaaa lalalala Laaaa lalalala Laaaaa lalalala Laaaaa
Well the years when by and the music died
Larry got a job with some tomato guy
Long nights waitin’ by the record machine
Dreamin’ of my Larry and my Ovaltine
But that never killed the thrills we got
Doin’ a thing called the Cucumber Rock
While Larry’s gone to workin’ round the clock
I’ll be singin’ and dreamin’ of the Cucumber Rock
Repeat Chorus