Good Grief Christina Songtext

von Chicory Tip

Hoopapa, papa, hoomama...

Good grief, Christina
How come you've never heard of rock'n'roll?
Good grief, Christina
How come you never made it to your soul?

Took her to a dance with a rock'n'roll show
And the band opened up with "Oh, my soul"
I began to shake to the music's drive
But Christina, she couldn't jive

Good grief, Christina
How come you've never heard of rock'n'roll?
Good grief, Christina
How come you never made it to your soul?

How can you stand around when the music's so hot?
With a beat like that of good time rock
They're bringing it back like it used to be
Come and sing this riff with me

Hoopapa, papa, hoomama...

Good grief, Christina
How come you've never heard of rock'n'roll?
Good grief, Christina
How come you never made it to your soul?

Forget about the ballads and the reggae too
We've got Bony Moronie and Peggy Sue
They're bringing it back like it used to be
Come and sing this riff with me

Hoopapa, papa, hoomama...