(kind of a limerick cadence but with an extra line) Slow drag is the mood But let's come unscrewed Unglued and desconstrued Get naked on that empty dance floor And electric slide 'Til they're so ogle eyed Scandalized and indignified They'll run to rein us in with a hackamore Singing shoo-doo-wop We can sixties Slop And Bunnyhop our way nonstop Out the door and onto the busy street If the cops don't show We'll Rock n Roll And Stomp and Stroll Till the pavement starts to melt beneath our feet!
