Everybody's doing the Woodland Bop.
Once you start it you will find it hard to stop.
Everybody's doing the Woodland Bop.
In the hallowed morning,
See her in the moon-white,
Streaking across the sky.
In the evening dusk dunes,
See her like a sun bird,
Streaking across the sky.
Everybody's doing the Woodland Bop.
Once you start it you will find it hard to stop.
Everybody's doing the Woodland Bop.
In the hallowed morning,
See her in the moon-white,
Streaking across the sky.
In the evening dusk dunes,
See her like a sun bird,
Streaking across the sky.
Doo-doo-da-da...
In the hallowed morning,
See her in the moon-white,
Streaking across the sky.
In the evening dusk dunes,
See her like a sun bird,
Streaking across the sky.
Everybody's doing the Woodland Bop.
Once you start it you will find it hard to stop.
Everybody's doing the Woodland Bop.
Writer(s): Marc Bolan
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