I remember when rock was young
me and Susie had so much fun
holding hands and skimming stones,
had an old gold Chevy and a place of my own.
But the biggest kick I ever got
was doin' a thing called Crocodile Rock,
while the other kids were rocking round the clock
we were hopping and bopping to the Crocodile Rock.

Well, Crocodile Rockin'
is something shocking
when your feet just can't keep still.
I never knew me a better time
and I guess I never will.
Oh, Lawdy Mama, those Friday nights
when Susie wore her dresses tight
and the Crocodile Rocking was-a out of sight.

La la-la-la-la la,
la-la-la-la la,
la-la-la-la-la la.

But the years went by and the rock just died,
Susie went and left us for some foreign guy.
Long nights crying by the record machine,
dreaming of my Chevy and my old blue jeans.
But they'll never kill the dreams we've got,
burning up to the Crocodile Rock,
learning fast as the weeks went past.
We really thought that Crocodile Rock would last.

Well, Crocodile Rockin'
is something shocking
when your feet just can't keep still.
I never knew me a better time
and I guess I never will.
Oh, Lawdy Mama, those Friday nights
when Susie wore her dresses tight
and the Crocodile Rocking was-a out of sight.

La la-la-la-la la,
la-la-la-la la,
la-la-la-la-la la.

I remember when rock was young
me and Susie had so much fun
holding hands and skimming stones,
had an old gold Chevy and a place of my own.
But the biggest kick I ever got
was doin' a thing called Crocodile Rock,
while the other kids were rocking round the clock
we were hopping and bopping to the Crocodile Rock.

Well, Crocodile Rockin'
is something shocking
when your feet just can't keep still.
I never knew me a better time
and I guess I never will.
Oh, Lawdy Mama, those Friday nights
when Susie wore her dresses tight
and the Crocodile Rocking was-a out of sight.

La la-la-la-la la,
la-la-la-la la,
la-la-la-la-la la.

La la-la-la-la la,
la-la-la-la la,
la-la-la-la-la la.
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Крокодилий рок
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Я помню, когда рок был молод,
Мы со Сьюзи не знали ни забот, ни хлопот.
Я пожимал руки и бил баклуши,
Имел старенький золотой "Шеви" и свое место в мире.

Но какое же коленце я отколол,
Когда сочинил вещицу под названием Крокодилий рок.
Пока другие парни крутили рок-эраунд-зе-клок, 
Мы отплясывали и отрывались под Крокодилий рок.

Крокодилий рок – это настоящий шок,
Ты просто не сможешь устоять.
Я никогда не знал лучшего времени,
И сдается, что и не узнаю.

О, Матерь Господня,  пятничные ночи,
Когда Сьюзи носила свои платья в обтяг
И Крокодилий рок был такой потрясный.

Но прошли годы, и рок взял да умер,
Сьюзи ушла и бросила нас ради какого-то иностранца.
Долгие ночи я проплакал у проигрывателя,
Мечтая о своем "Шеви" и поношенных джинсах.

Но у нас не отнять кайфа, который мы ловили,
Зажигая под Крокодилий рок,
Схватывая на лету, пока мелькали недели.
Мы были уверены, что Крокодилий рок будет жить.