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It used to be them good old days when records were long plays;
It used to be some good times when music made you feel like flyin'…
I remember the dances that the old folks left behind:
It was the chicken, the twist — the Hully Gully was a favorite of mine…
Well, if you can Hully Gully, I can Hully Gully too…
If you can Hully Gully, I can Hully Gully too…
Dancin' was somethin' I never ever thought I could do
But with the Hully Gully, I got the message right on cue;
I could shake my shoulders like a Honolulu woman do
But when they changed the dances, I could never quite follow through…
Well, if you can Hully Gully, I can Hully Gully too…
Said if you can Hully Gully, I can Hully Gully too…
Ow!
Yeah, if you can Hully Gully, I can Hully Gully too…
If you can Hully Gully, I can Hully Gully too…
I went to see Bo Diddley, and I took a fellow with me;
He thought I was a dancer, thought fo' sho' I was a prancer on the double…
He got out on the flo', did the breakdown, and turned around
But I was doing the Hully Gully, a-shakin' like a natural clown…
Said if you can Hully Gully, I can Hully Gully too…
If you can Hully Gully, I can Hully Gully too…
If you can Hully Gully, I can Hully Gully too…
If you can Hully Gully, I can Hully Gully too…