Paroles de Jo-Jo The Dog-faced Boy

Saturday night at The high school dance A fella comes in Wearing baggy pants He starts to sing Like a wounded hound And the gals all screamed And gathered round Bow wow, bow wow Jo-Jo, the dog-faced boy Bow wow, bow wow Jo-Jo, the dog-faced boy Eyes bugged out Through a patch of wool His face hung down Like a Boston bull The gals all clapped Till their hands were red The dog-faced boy was Knocking 'em dead Bow wow, bow wow Jo-Jo, the dog-faced boy Bow wow, bow wow Jo-Jo, the dog-faced boy Played the guitar and Then hummed two C's Then he rolled on the floor Like a Pekinese He almost shook Himself in half And the gals lined up For his autograph Bow wow, bow wow Jo-Jo, the dog-faced boy Bow wow, bow wow Jo-Jo, the dog-faced boy I wish I had What Jo-Jo had Drove the crowd Stark raving mad They ripped the clothes Right off his back When he roared away In his Cadillac Where in the world was The little Nash Rambler Bow wow, bow wow Jo-Jo, the dog-faced boy Bow wow, bow wow Jo-Jo, the dog-faced boy Bow wow, bow wow Jo-Jo, the dog-faced boy Bow wow, bow wow Jo-Jo, the dog-faced boy