Well I took [bad word] jukin' 
On the out-skirts of town 
She took her high heels off 
And rolled her stockings down 
She put a quarter in the jukebox 
To get a little beat 
Everybody started watchin' 
All the rhythm in her feet 

She's my [bad word]  rock'n'roll  [bad word]  rock'n'roll  [bad word] starts a-rockin' 
Boy it satisfies my soul 
 [bad word] started rockin' 'bout one o'clock 
And when she started rockin' 
She just couldn't stop 
She rocked on the tables 
And rolled on the floor 
And Everybody yelled: [bad word] rock some more!" 

She's my [bad word]  rock'n'roll  [bad word]  rock'n'roll  [bad word] starts a-rockin' 
Boy it satisfies my soul 

It was 'round about four 
I thought she would stop 
She looked at me and then 
She looked at the clock 
She said: "Wait a minute Daddy 
Now don't get sour 
All I want to do 
Is rock a little bit more" 

She's my [bad word]  rock'n'roll  [bad word]  rock'n'roll  [bad word] starts a-rockin' 
Boy it satisfies my soul 

One night [bad word] left me all alone 
I tried to contact her on the telephone 
I finally found her about twelve o'clock 
She said: "Leave me alone Daddy 
'cause [bad word] wants to rock" 

She's my [bad word]  rock'n'roll  [bad word]  rock'n'roll  [bad word] starts a-rockin' 
Boy it satisfies my soul 

Rock, rock, rock'n'roll 
Rock, rock, rock'n'roll 
Rock, rock, rock'n'roll 
Rock, rock, rock'n'roll  [bad word] starts a-rockin' 
Boy it satisfies my soul