 I pulled into a drive-in and I found a place to park. We hopped into the backseat where it's always nice and dark. I'm just about to move, thinking, hmm, breakfast is the breeze. There's a lame-ass guy sitting in the car along here. Louie, you come with me, said the local police. And it's all because your mama don't dance and your daddy don't rock and roll. Your mama don't dance and your daddy don't rock and roll.