E A
When I set out I thought that I knew
B E
My way and what I was gonna do
A
Mom and dad had high hopes in me
B E
So I studied hard to get a degree
[Chorus]
A E
Then I got caught by the Rock 'n' Roll bug
B E
Down the record store oh how I dug
A E
45's I bought, cut a rug
B E
Now there ain´t no cure for the Rock 'n' Roll bug
[Verse 2]
E A
First my baby wasn´t pleased to say the least
B E
She cried every single record release
A
And she swore she was sure to leave
B E
If I did not stop starrin´ at the record sleave
[Chorus]
A E
Then she got caught by the Rock 'n' Roll bug
B E
Down at the record store how she dug
A E
45´s she bought, cut a rug
B E
Now there ain´t no cure for the Rock 'n' Roll bug
B E
It just ain´t no cure for the Rock 'n' Roll bug
[Solo]
E A B E A B E
[Verse 3]
E A
Soon as I got a little older I was told
B E
That rackety noise would surely leave me cold
A
They said you can´t go on driftin´ like a slob
B E
You must quit the band and get a real job
[Chorus]
A E
But I´m forever caught by the Rock 'n' Roll bug