Teen Canteen

You wanna go dancin' on a Saturday night,
I know a place that's way outta sight,
Rock 'n' roll bar, 66,
With a rockabilly band and some real cool chicks.
You better believe it boy.

You don't need a dollar, you don't need a dime,
Get along down have a swinging time,
Put on your sneekers and real tight pants,
And let yourself go to that rockabilly band.

Teen canteen, it's the place to be seen,
Teen canteen, the real American dream.

Down 66, about a four hour drive,
You'll see the wheels, the place is alive,
Jet black soul and country rock,
When that music stops it never stops.

You ever get down that western coast,
You know the place you wanna be at most,
Paint your hair and paint your jeans,
'Cause there ain't no place like teen canteen.

Teen canteen, it's the place to be seen,
Teen canteen, the real American dream.
(Repeat to fade)