She turns on her radio, listens to the late night show.
My teeny-bopper, show stopper really loves that rock and roll.
Well I knew I wasn't dreaming when I heard the music in my sleep.
And I nearly turned her out til I she said in a voice real sweet.
Do ya love me, do ya, do ya, do ya
Do ya love me, do ya, do ya, do ya.
Do ya love me.
Do you love me or not?
Late in the evening I turned the key ands opened up the door.
To my surprise there were thirty people rocking on the floor.
She was dancing in the lamp light, showing everybody how to move.
And before I could speak, she said in a voice real sweet.
With every day that passes I wonder if she'll ever change.
My teeny-bopper show stopper really acting something strange.
Well I know its kind of funny but I'm thinking baby I don't care.
Cos she can turn me honey every time she whispers in my ear.