The Wheelchair Rock



	
		At the old folks home on Rt 92
		On Sat nite here's what they always do
		They rock around the clock all nite
		Rock, rock, rock in the pale moonlight
		Everybody does the wheelchair rock..

		Now the clock strikes one
		And the fun has just begun
		There's good old Alex Walker doin his number one
		He twists and turns to loud applause
		The crowd goes wild cause he's wrapped in gauze
		He's the hit of the block
		Doin the wheelchair rock..

		Now the clock strikes two, what is she trying to do?
		It's Miss Kitty in her chair doing the boog - a - loo
		As she whirls around the floor with ease
		All the joint is jumpin cause she sure does please
		On our hearts she has a lock
		Just doin the wheelchair rock..

		Now the clock strikes three
		Who is it going to be?
		It's Miss Janice and she's starting to do her Peeky-Boo
		The guys go wild and they stomp the floor
		Everybody's screaming just one more encore
		And she smiles at the clock
		While she's doin the wheelchair rock..

		Now the clock strikes four
		But there ain't no more
		Brother Ralph passed away and he's out the door
		But he was good to the end - a fine old sock
		He died doin the wheelchair rock..
	





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