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 'n roll to me

What's the matter with the car I'm drivin'
Can't you tell that it's out of style
Should I get a set of white wall tires
Are you gonna cruise a miracle mile

Nowadays you can't be too sentimental
You best bet's a true baby blue continental
Hot funk, cool punk, even if it's old junk
It's still rock 'n 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 get more mileage from a cheap pair of sneakers
Next phase, new wave, dance craze, anyways
It's still rock 'n roll to me

What's the matter with the crowd I'm seein'
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 you need are looks and a whole lotta money
It's the next phase, new wave, dance craze, anyways
It's still rock 'n roll to me

Everybody's talkin' 'bout the new sound
Funny, but it's still rock 'n roll to me