Lyrics

Feels like a throwback Thursday at the bar tonight
There's a guy in leather pants and they're WAY too tight
There's a girl with a perm makin' me think
She should be rockin' out to Journey at the roller rink

Come on everybody get up
Come on everybody get up up up up
Come on everybody get up
Come on everybody get up up

Feels like a throwback Thursday in the city alright
I see bell bottoms shakin in the neon lights,
I see girls in patent leather skirts and spikes,
And a slick looking greaser smoking lucky strikes Yeah!

Come on everybody get up
Come on everybody get up up up up
Come on everybody get up
Come on everybody get up up

Oh, and girl when I see you it make me think
About x-ray glasses and invisible ink
I said girl when you're near me, the only bling
I need is my super spy decoder ring.

It's like a throwback Thursday in the bar tonight
There's a guy in suspenders and he's wearing 'em right
There's a girl with her hair up in a bee-hive do
I haven't seen one that high since '72!

Oh, oh, and girl when I see you it make me think
About x-ray glasses and invisible ink
I said girl when you're near me, the only bling
I need is my super spy decoder ring.
So let's hop in my chevy and take a drive
We'll park at the lookout and do the jive
Come on, come on baby make me feel alive
You got me spinning faster than a 45!