It used to be them good old days when records were long plays;
It used to be some good times when music made you feel like flyin'...
I remember the dances that the old folks left behind:
It was the chicken, the twist - the Hully Gully was a favorite of mine...

Well, if you can Hully Gully, I can Hully Gully too...
If you can Hully Gully, I can Hully Gully too...

Dancin' was somethin' I never ever thought I could do,
But with the Hully Gully, I got the message right on cue;
I could shake my shoulders like a Honolulu woman do,
But when they changed the dances, I could never quite follow through...

Well, if you can Hully Gully, I can Hully Gully too...
Said if you can Hully Gully, I can Hully Gully too...
Ow!

Yeah, if you can Hully Gully, I can Hully Gully too...
If you can Hully Gully, I can Hully Gully too...

I went to see Bo Diddley, and I took a fellow with me;
He thought I was a dancer, thought fo' sho' I was a prancer on the double...
He got out on the flo', did the breakdown, and turned around,
But I was doing the Hully Gully, a-shakin' like a natural clown...

Said if you can Hully Gully, I can Hully Gully too...
If you can Hully Gully, I can Hully Gully too...
If you can Hully Gully, I can Hully Gully too...
If you can Hully Gully, I can Hully Gully too...