Lyrics:

All my friends are boppin' the blues; well, it must be goin' round
All my friends are boppin' the blues; it must be goin' round
Well I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound

Well, the doctor told me, boy, you don't need no pills
Yes, the doctor told me, son, you don't need no pills
Just a handful of dimes and the juke box will cure your ills

Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues; it must be goin' round
All my friends are boppin' the blues; it must be goin' round
Well I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound

Spoken:
Blow it, Andy, blow it

Well, the jitterbug bit me, man, I don't feel no pain
Well, the jitterbug bit me, man, I don't feel no pain
Well, I love you baby, but I'll never be the same

Well now, all my friends are boppin' the blues; it must be goin' round
All my friends are boppin' the blues; it must be goin' round
Well I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound

Well, my grand-pa done got rhythm, man, he threw his crutches down
Well the old boy done got rhythm and blues and he threw his crutches down
Grand-ma, ain't he triflin', the old boy's rhythm bound

Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues; it must be goin' round
All my friends are boppin' the blues; it must be goin' round
Well I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound

A rock bop, rhythm and blues
A rock bop, rhythm and blues
A rock rock, rhythm and blues
A rock rock, rhythm and blues
Rhythm and blues, it must be goin' round