Man this whole house is moving
Bing-bang bing-bang bing-bang
Man this whole house is romping
Check out what you're missin'
You're finally close to eighty
Some say he's the greatest
You're gonna be hoppin' and boppin' round the future
All your friends will be knockin' on your door
When Sidney plays his swingin' music, catch it you should take up the
Season you feel the temperature risin'
Yeah man the radio is hot, you'd never want to stop
Spinning like a little red top, all over town
Now, sisters and brothers, fathers and mothers dig in
Bing-bang bing-bang bing-bang
Man this whole house is romping