by Will Thorpe
Well it’s Saturday night and I just
got paid when I heard that hot rod Lincoln coming over
the hill. I knew it was Maybellene doing about 104
on the way to the Heartbreak Hotel for some good rockin
tonight. I yelled, “Wake up little Susie, put on
your black slacks, it’s time to shake, rattle and
roll.”
So I stuck an Esterbrook fountain
pen in the pocket of my pink shirt and flipped up the
collar. We hopped in my Chevy 409 and started
moving on down the line. At the hop we met Bobby
McGee who was wearing a white sport coat and a pink
carnation. Along came Henrietta who said, “I feel
good.”
Charlie Brown said, “C’mon
everybody let’s have a party.” Charlie Brown, he’s
a clown.
Woo hoo! I’m ready.
Inside there was a whole lotta shakin’ going on.
It was a real frenzy. I brushed off my blue suede
shoes and went crazy man, crazy. I was red hot!
We’ll rock around the clock tonight. Claudette the
queen of the hop danced over and told me, “Slow down.”
I told her, “You’re a little
demon.”
She yelled, “How can you be so mean
to me?”
Leroy who is a real rebel rouser
ran up all breathless and said, “Honey hush.”
Billy jumped up and mumbled, “Let
the little girl dance.”
Then I heard the rumble in the
street. I combed my duck tail and we ran outside.
It was my boy Elvis in his brand new Cadillac.
Johnny B. Goode ran up and yelled, “My Rocket 88 is
action packed let’s have a race with the devil.”
That Rocket 88 fired up and great
balls of fire shot out of the tailpipe scorching the
Chantilly lace dress that Donna was wearing. Oh
boy! I noticed that Elvis was wearing sunglasses
after dark.
Susie jumped into the back seat of
that Cadillac landing on Roy who woke up shakin’ all
over and said with a shout, "Hello little bitty pretty
one.”
“Cut out the yakety yak” snarled
Elvis.
Susie stood up and screamed, “Go go
go!”
I took another shot of tequila as
they roared off in the still of the night. All I
could think of was that my baby left me so I waved and
hollered, “Bye bye love.”
“See you later, alligator” was all
I heard from Susie. I cried, “Honey don’t” and the
brown eyed handsome man standing next to me whispered in
my ear, “The girl can’t help it.” That made me
wonder why do fools fall in love?
The race was on and everybody was
hand clappin’. They raced across the railroad
tracks just missing the number 9 train. Then we
heard the sirens and saw the flashing lights.
Elvis crooned, “I’m sorry, so
sorry, please accept my apology. Show me some
mercy.” The judge smiled and announced, “I believe
what you say and I’d like to help you son but you’re too
young to vote. Forty days at hard labor busting
jailhouse rock.”
That sentence was somethin’ else so
I headed down to the Chicken Shack where I ordered the
hippy hippy shake. I knew I was about to have a
case of the summertime blues so I joined the Navy and
went on a sea cruise.