Some people think that kids today
Have gone astray
Well they should know 
'Cause they're all mixed up to

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

Maybe they wish 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
Look around
And think about the swinging time to be had
And maybe then some people will be glad
.....
