🎵 Crocodile Rock // by Elton John

45 ContributorsCrocodile Rock Lyrics Likely inspired by the song Daddy Cool’s “Eagle Rock” and Neil Sedaka’s “Oh! Carol,” “Crocodile Rock” comments on rock’s evolution over time using metaphors.… Read More  [Verse 1] I remember when rock was young Me and Susie had so much fun Holding hands and skimming stones Had an old gold Chevy and a place of my own But the biggest kick I ever got Was doing a thing called the Crocodile Rock While the other kids were rocking 'round the clock We were hopping and bopping to the Crocodile Rock [Chorus] Well, Crocodile Rocking is something shocking When your feet just can't keep still I never knew me a better time, and I guess I never will Oh, lawdy mama, those Friday nights When Susie wore her dresses tight And the Crocodile Rocking was out of sight [Post-Chorus] Laa, la-la-la-la-laa La-la-la-la-laa La-la-la-la-laa [Verse 2] But the years went by and the rock just died Susie went and left us for some foreign guy Long nights crying by the record machine Dreaming of my Chevy and my old blue jeans But they'll never kill the thrills we've got Burning up to the Crocodile Rock Learning fast as the weeks went past We really thought the Crocodile Rock would last [Chorus] Well, Crocodile Rocking is something shocking When your feet just can't keep still I never knew me a better time, and I guess I never will Oh, lawdy mama, those Friday nights When Susie wore her dresses tight And the Crocodile Rocking was out of sight [Post-Chorus] Laa, la-la-la-la-laa La-la-la-la-laa La-la-la-la-laa [Verse 1] I remember when rock was young Me and Susie had so much fun Holding hands and skimming stones Had an old gold Chevy and a place of my own But the biggest kick I ever got Was doing a thing called the Crocodile Rock While the other kids were rocking 'round the clock We were hopping and bopping to the Crocodile Rock [Chorus] Well, Crocodile Rocking is something shocking When your feet just can't keep still I never knew me a better time, and I guess I never will Oh, lawdy mama, those Friday nights When Susie wore her dresses tight And the Crocodile Rocking was out of sight [Post-Chorus] Laa, la-la-la-la-laa La-la-la-la-laa La-la-la-la-laa [Post-Chorus] Laa, la-la-la-la-laa La-la-la-la-laa La-la-la-la-laa [Post-Chorus] Laa, la-la-la-la-laa La-la-la-la-laa La-la-la-la-laa