G Casey is an old man who wants to be a teen He goes to all the dances and they call him cha-cha king C He cha-chas when the band is playin' rock and roll D He tries to keep in time but the beat leaves him cold. Chorus: G Because he's too pooped to pop, too old a soul Hips gettin' weaker when he tries to do the stroll And every time his feet get to go in one way Here comes a new dance and it's goin' to stray. Chicks told Casey, you better move man This is only a one night stand Casey wasn't in time but he was dancing awhile Till a cramp caught his leg and he had to change his style Chorus: Because he's too pooped to pop, too old a soul Hips getting weaker when he tries to do this stroll And every time his feet get to go in one way Here comes a new dance and it's going to stray Because he's too pooped to pop, too old a soul Hips getting weaker when he tries to do this stroll And every time his feet get to go in one way Here comes a new dance and it's going to stray Casey finally learned to do the hoochie koo This might have been fine back in '22 Now, I'm going to give you fellows just a little tip If you want to keep your girl you'll better get hip Chorus: Or, you'll be too pooped to pop, too old a soul You hips are getting weaker when you'll try to do the stroll And every time your feet getting to go in one way Here comes a new dance you'll be left to stray | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC D G |