Hey, everybody
Get out of the street now
I hear the roar of an xke now

Sloppy sweater and pony tail
And the cop on the corner
Is turning pale

[Chorus:] Woo, It’s Abigail Beecher
Our history teacher

All the kids
Are just crazy bout her
Central High would be
A drag without her

She knows her history
From A to Z
She digs the monkey
And the Watusi

[Chorus:]

Woo

We’re out in the hall
And a-changing classes
Plays guitar
Wears blue sunglasses

She’s prim and proper
And a real swinger
She’s gonna be
A rock and roll singer

[Chorus:]

Woo

History class is
Getting bigger and bigger
They come from miles
Cause they really dig her

The P. T. A. Was real sore
When she walked in
With a red surfboard

[Chorus:]

Woo, come on, girl
Aw, you’re too much
Woo, come on, girl, woo