Abigail Beecher:Freddy Cannon.
#16 in 1964.
(Capo 8th fret.)
#1.
Hey, everybody get out of the street now.
I hear the roar of an X-K-E now.
Sloppy sweater and pony tail,
And the cop on the corner is turnin' pale..
Whoo! It's Abigail Beecher, our history teacher.
#2.
All the kids are just crazy about her.
Central High would be a drag without her.
She knows her history from A to Z,
she digs the Monkey and the Watusi..
Whoo! It's Abigail Beecher, our history teacher.
#3.
We're out in the hall and changin' class..es,
she plays guitar, wears blue sun-glass..es.
She's prim and proper and a real swinger,
She's gonna be a rock-and-roll singer.
Whoo! It's Abigail Beecher, our history teacher.
Whoo!
#4.
History class is getting' bigger and big...ger.
They come from miles cause they really dig her.
The P.T.A. was real sore,
when she walked in with a red surf board.
Whoo! It's Abigail Beecher, our history teacher.
Whoo!...C'mon, girl...Aw, you're too much!
Whoo! C'mon, girl..Whoo!
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.