Teach Me to Twist - Bobby Rydell

Well, the Boll Weevil and the little black bug

Come from a Mexico they say

Came all the way to Texas

Just a lookin' for a place to stay

Just a lookin' for a home

Just a lookin' for a home

(Doo, doo, wop, wop)

Well, the first time that I seen the Boll Weevil

He was a-sittin' on the square

Well, the next time that I seen him

He had his a family there

Just a lookin' for a home

Just a lookin' for a home

(Doo, doo, wop, wop)

Well, the farmer took the Boll Weevil

And he put him on the red hot sand

Well, the Weevil said, «This is a mighty hot

But I take it like a man

This will be my home, this will be my home»

Well, the farmer took the Boll Weevil

And he put him on a keg of ice

Well, the Weevil said to the farmer

«This is mighty cool and nice

This will be my home, this will be my home»

(Doo, doo, wop, wop)

Well, if anybody should ask you

Who it was who sang this song?

Say a guitar picker from a Oklahoma city

With a pair of blue jeans on

Just a-lookin' for a home

Just a-lookin' for a home

(Doo-doo-wop-wop)