Some peple think a that kids today
Have gone astray
Well they should know cause
They're all mixed up too

Some peple say think a that kids are bad 
Well that's too bad
Cause they don't know the kids
The way I do

Maybe they wished that they were cool
And looking so young
And that their mama's got a story
That will stay unsung

Some people ought to simmer down
And look around
And think about the swinging times to be had
And maybe then some people will be glad

Some peple think a that kids today
Have gone astray
Well they should know cause
They're all mixed up too

Some peple say think a that kids are bad 
Well that's too bad
Cause they don't know the kids
The way I do

Maybe they wished that they were cool
Looking so young
And that their mama's got a story
That will stay unsung

Some people ought to simmer down
And look around
And think about the swinging times to be had
And maybe then some people will be glad

