You don't need no high IQ
To get right down and sing the blues
If you're down, here's what to do;
Me and my guitar will sing for you
Oh, little Rachel, oh
Oh, little Rachel, oh
Oh, little Rachel, oh
Oh, little Rachel, oh
I got a box and an old whisk broom
We gonna rock around the room
When my guitar plays this tune,
We gonna dance to the light of the moon
Chorus
What you feel, that ain't no jive
The get down sound makes you feel alive
Chorus
Push it, little Rachel, push it
Push it, little Rachel, push it
Pull it, little Rachel, pull it
Pull it, little Rachel, pull it