(lyrics: j harte, music: b walker)

On georgia's highway 20, way out in the country,
The boys would go to have a good time
My grandpa used to tell me when he was just a young man,
Good lovin' wasn't easy to find, so they'd head on out to peggy's,
Where the pretties would be standin' in line

The place was always cookin',
While them wild eyed boys were lookin' at the shortest skirts they'd ever seen
Hangin' on the moves of those foxy, floozy, hoochie-coos, shakin', shakin' everything
Five bucks and you could take a change on dancin' 15 rounds in the ring

Hidey, hidey, ho, get the boys and let's go
In and out and round, and round at peggy's shake a leg show
Where the honey's are the hottest and the kisses are sweet
Rock n roll you through the night if you can handle the heat
Bring your money, pick a honey, let's get funky at the shake a leg show
Let's go!

You can shake it if you want to, you can do it ¡®till the morning
At the show, look at them go
We're gonna tap the keg, we're gonna get some leg

I heard that peggy's still around, livin' somewhere out of town
Got a little house on the beach, her place has been long forgotten
But I'm sure her memories are still sweet
Grandpa says she might be old, but I bet she can still turn up the heat
Oh, oh, oh, oh¡­

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(**we laughed so hard typing these up, we thought we were gonna pass out** lol)