Lyrics:

What's the matter with the clothes I'm wearing?
Can't you tell that your tie's too wide?
Maybe I should buy some old tab collars?
Welcome back to the age of jive

Where have you been hidin' out lately, honey?
You can't dress trashy 'til you spend a lot of money

Everybody's talkin' 'bout the new sound funny
But it's still rock and roll to me

What's the matter with the car I'm driving?
Can't you tell that it's out of style?
Should I get a set of whitewall tires?
Are you gonna cruise the Miracle Mile?

Nowadays, you can't be too sentimental
Your best bet's a true baby blue Continental

Hot funk, cool punk, even if it's old junk
It's still rock and roll to me

Oh, it doesn't matter what they say in the papers
'Cause it's always been the same old scene
There's a new band in town, but you can't get the sound
From a story in a magazine
Aimed at your average teen

How about a pair of pink sidewinders
And a bright orange pair of pants?
Well you could really be a Beau Brummel baby
If you just give it half a chance

Don't waste your money on a new set of speakers
You'd get more mileage from a cheap pair of sneakers

Next phase, new wave, dance craze, anyways
It's still rock and roll to me
(Alright, Richie!)

Woo!
Ooh...

What's the matter with the crowd I'm seeing?
Don't you know that they're out of touch?
Should I try to be a straight 'A' student?
If you are then you think too much

Don't you know about the new fashion, honey?
All ya need are looks and a whole lotta money

It's the next phase, new wave, dance craze
Anyways – it's still rock and roll to me
Everybody's talkin' 'bout the new sound funny
But it's still rock and roll to me