The Hep Hop

WORDS BY JOHN GALLAGHER
MUSIC BY GREGORY MAX

There’s a place where the dolls are creamy
There’s a place where they dress so dreamy
There’s a place where they steam me up
Steam me up ‘til I’m burning up.

There’s a place where each drink’s a double
There’s a place where each doll is trouble.
There’s a place where the action never stops.

The Hep Hop. The Hep Hop. The Hep Hop. The Hep Hop.

Whatcha wanna do?
I wanna do some dancin’.
Where you wanta go?
I wanna go where it’s happenin!
Whatcha you wanna do?
I want to do martinis.
Where you wanna go?
I want to go where the scene is.

The Hep Hop. The Hep Hop. The Hep Hop. The Hep Hop.

Don’t bring your mom
Don’t bring your daddy
Don’t bring your priest
Don’t bring your rabbi.
Bring your zoot and your party hat.
Party hat, on a swinging cat

Don’t bring your brother
Don’t bring your aunties
Don’t bring no one
who shudn't see your panties
At the place where the action never stops.

The Hep Hop. The Hep Hop. The Hep Hop. The Hep Hop

Whatcha wanna do?
I wanna go out cruisin’
Where you wanna go?
I wanna go out schmootcin'.
Whatcha you wanna do?
I want to do martinis.
Where you wanna be?
I want to be where the scene is.

The Hep Hop. The Hep Hop. The Hep Hop. The Hep Hop.

I want to go where the dolls are creamy
I want a club where they dress so slick.
I want to go where the dancings steamy
I want to go where I have my pick.

I want to go where each drink’s a double.
I want a song where the words all rhyme.
I want a chance to find some trouble
I want a place where I’m lost in time.

The Hep Hop. The Hep Hop. The Hep Hop. The Hep Hop.

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©2006 deHopcat Music

Hep deHopcat
Songbook
The Hep Hop
Swing That Thing
Hepcat Bounce
Swing Spring Break
Dance With A Dolly
I Wanna Believe

Max E. Million
Guitar & Clarinet
Zoot Monsters