Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues; it must be goin' round
All my friends are boppin' the blues; it must be goin' round
I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound
Well, the doctor told me, Carl you need no pills
Yes, the doctor told me, boy, you don’t need no pills
Just a handful of nickels, the juke box will cure your ills
Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues; it must be goin' round
All them cats are boppin' the blues; it must be goin' round
I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound
Well, the old cat bug bit me, man, I don’t feel no pain
Yeah, that jitterbug caught me, man, I don’t feel no pain
I still love you baby, but I’ll never be the same
I said, all my friends are boppin' the blues; it must be goin' round
All my friends are boppin' the blues; it must be goin' round
I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound
Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues; it must be goin' round
All them cats are boppin' the blues; it must be goin' round
I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound
Well, grand-pa Don got rhythm and he threw his crutches down
Oh the old boy Don got rhythm and blues and he threw that crutches down
Grand-ma, he ain’t triflin', well the old boy’s rhythm bound
Well, all them cats are boppin' the blues; it must be goin' round
All my friends are boppin' the blues; it must be goin' round
I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound
A rock bop, rhythm and blues
A rock bop, rhythm and blues
A rock rock, rhythm and blues
A rock rock, rhythm and blues
Rhythm and blues, it must be goin' round