Your Mama Don't Dance
Loggins-Messina
Chorus:
Your Mama don't dance and your Daddy don't rock and roll
Your Mama don't dance and your Daddy don't rock and roll
But when evening comes around and it's time to hit the town
Where do you go--You gotta rock it
The old folks say that you gotta end your date by ten
But if you're out on a date don't you bring her home late cause it's a sin
You know there's no excuse, you know you're gonna lose, you never win
I'll say it again
And it's all because
Chorus
Solo
Everyone gather round let me tell you all about it
You see I pulled into a drive-in and I found a place to park
We hopped into the backseat where it's always nice and dark
We're just about to move thinkin' "Bret, this is a breeze"
There's a light in my eye and a guy says "Out of the car, long hair!"
Oowee--you're coming with me
Said the local police
Chorus
Play me a little C.C.
Solo
Your Mama don't dance, no
She just don't dance, no
Your Mama don't dance and your Daddy don't rock and roll
Ah, yeah
Tu mamá no baila
Loggins-Messina
Coro
Tu mamá no baila y tu papá no rock and roll
Tu mamá no baila y tu papá no rock and roll
Pero cuando llega la noche y es hora de ir a la ciudad
¿A dónde vas? Tienes que rockearlo
Los viejos dicen que tienes que terminar tu cita a las diez
Pero si estás en una cita, no la lleves tarde a casa porque es un pecado
Sabes que no hay excusa, sabes que vas a perder, nunca ganas
Lo diré de nuevo
Y todo es porque
Coro
Solo
Todos reunanse, déjenme contarles todo sobre ello
Me metí en un autocine y encontré un lugar para estacionar
Saltamos al asiento trasero donde siempre está bien y oscuro
Estamos a punto de movernos pensando «Bret, esto es una brisa
Tengo una luz en el ojo y un tipo dice «Fuera del coche, pelo largo!
Oowee... vendrás conmigo
Dijo la policía local
Coro
Toca un poco de C.C
Solo
Tu mamá no baila, no
Ella no baila, no
Tu mamá no baila y tu papá no rock and roll
Ah, sí
Composição: Jim Messina / Kenny Loggins