Oh, the dance you did
When you used to be a kid
Teenager’s mother, don’t turn grey
Don’t think your Johnny’s gonna stray
Why put a stop to roll and rock
You know it’s not a simple way
Teenager’s mother
Are you right
Teenager’s mother
Are you right
'Cause the same thing
That’s worrying you
Is the same thing
You used to do yourself
That rocking music you call bad
Was just about all Johnny had
But with a shout, you threw it out
And so you made your Johnny sad
Did you forget so soon
How much you loved to do the Charleston
And when you were young out on a date
Didn’t you ever come home late
Now we won’t say who’s right or wrong
But here’s the moral of this song
It can’t be bad if it makes you glad
And you are only young so long
'Cause the same thing
That’s worrying you
Is the same thing you
Used to do yourself
Do yourself, do yourself
Do yourself, do yourself