| Now, you may think I’m losin' my mind
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| About a-Tip Top Toddy and a lousy jive
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| A real gone cat, a boppin' baby blue
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| A real gone caper and you gotta turn her loose
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| Boppin' Bonnie, hey-hey
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| Boppin' Bonnie, Ho-ho
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| Boppin' Bonnie, hey-hey
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| Well, there ain’t no style that Bonnie can’t bop
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| There’s a rhtyhm in her bones as she moves her feet
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| Lovin' in her eyes that’s ooh so sweet
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| A style that’s made by a rock 'n' roll queen
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| The rockingest mama that you ever done seen
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| Boppin' Bonnie, hey-hey
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| Boppin' Bonnie, Ho-ho
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| Boppin' Bonnie, hey-hey
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| Well, there ain’t no style that Bonnie can’t bop
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| Well, I tried and I tried to slow her down
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| She done got to be the talk of the town
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| When I try to make her stop
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| She said, daddy don’t you know your baby’s gotta bop
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| Boppin' Bonnie, hey-hey
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| Boppin' Bonnie, Ho-ho
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| Boppin' Bonnie, hey-hey
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| Well, there ain’t no style that Bonnie can’t bop |