THE ITCH
(Carl Cherry)
CARL CHERRY (TENE 1-1000, 1959)

Well, I got the bug, I got the itch
Got the bug, got the itch and I'm really in a mix
I gotta move, gotta move
Got the bug and the itch and I'm really in a mix
Said, I gotta keep movin' boy

Well, I went to a party with a friend named Mike
A party where the cats are gonna dance all night
At the door I met a girl named Sue
Pretty babe, I'll do the itch with you

I got the bug, I got the itch
Got the bug, got the itch and I'm really in a mix
And I gotta keep movin' boy

Then I met Pat, my dungaree doll
The chicken that I took to the sophomore ball
Started towards me and then I knew
That my doll she was a-itchin' too

I got the bug, I got the itch
Got the bug, got the itch and I'm really in a mix
And I gotta keep movin' boy

When the clock struck one, we were goin' strong
Come about two, well the band was gone
My head started spinnin' and I guess you know
There's still we, to hear the rooster crow

I got the bug, I got the itch
Got the bug, got the itch and I'm really in a mix
And I gotta keep movin' boy