Oo-bop-a-loo-cha-bop, you're mine Woo-bop-a-loo-cha-bop, you're mine Hey, Schoolgirl in the second row Teacher's lookin' over so I gotta whisper way down low I say, woo-bop-a-loo-cha-bop, let's meet After school at three Hey, baby, there's one thing more School is over at half past four Maybe when we're older, then we can date Ooo, let's wait Black slacks Black slacks Black slacks Black slacks Black slacks Take it cool, daddy-o When I put 'em on, I'm a-rarin' to go