Downtown, my darling dimestore thief 
In the war of independence 
Rock an' Roll rang sweet as victory 
Under neon signs a girl was in bloom 
And a woman was fading in a suburban room 

I said, take me to the dance 
Do you want to dance? I love to dance 
And I told him, they don't take chances 
They seem so removed from romance 
They've been broken in churches and schools 
And molded to middle class circumstance 

And we were rolling, rolling, Rock 'n' Rolling 

Downtown the dance halls and cafes 
Feel so wild you could break somebody's heart 
Just doing the latest dance craze 
Gail and Louise in those push-up brassieres 
Tight dresses and rhinestone rings 
Drinking up the band's beers 

Young love was kissing under bridges 
Kissing in cars, kissing in cafes 
And we were walking down main street 
Kisses like bright flags hung on holidays 
In France they kiss on main street 
Amour, mama, not cheap display 

And we were rolling, rolling, Rock 'n' Rolling 

Downtown in the Pinball Arcade 
With his head full of pool hall pitches 
And songs from the hit parade 
He'd be singing bye, bye, love 
While he's racking up his free play 
Let those Rock 'n' Roll choir [bad word] and carry us away 

Sometimes Chickie had the car or Ron had a car 
Or lead foot Melvin with his hot-wire head 
We'd all go looking for a party 
Looking to raise Jesus up from the dead 
And I'd be kissing in the back seat 
Thrilling to the Brando-like things that he said 

And we'd be rolling, rolling, Rock n' Rolling 
Rolling, rolling, Rock n' Rolling 
Rolling, rolling, Rock n' Rolling