Royal Crown Revue - Zip Gun Bop lyrics

(mando dorame/eddie nichols) Arranged by mando dorame and eddie nichols Well there's this dance, you ought to know It's a little somethin' i made up cats To keep your heads low See there are lots of sore gangsters Packin' iron all day So you learn my two steps stay out of their way Zip gun, zip gun bop Ya better learn to do it 'fore yer poor heart stops now Zip gun, zip gun bop Well there's flat-foot louie Sittin' on his front stoop He caught five rounds in the belly He looked like a messed-up bowl of minestrone soup Now you take that cat mugs He got iced the other day He could have saved his mama The dry cleanin' bill my way Zip gun, zip gun bop Ya better learn to do it 'fore yer poor heart stops Zip gun, zip gun bop So now you can see Zip gun bop was meant to be Lots of lead flyin' Lots of lonely gals cryin' But you can hear them cats shootin' They're shootin' rat-ta-tat-tat So you learn my two step jack Or that's that Zip gun, zip gun bop Ya better learn to do it 'fore yer poor heart stops Zip gun, zip gun bop Hey hey Zip gun, zip gun bop Ya better learn to do it 'fore yer poor heart stops Oh yeah baby, that zip gun bop