You make me dizzy, Miss Lizzie, The way you rock'n'roll. You make me dizzy, Miss Lizzie, When we do the stroll. Come on, Miss Lizzie, Love me fore I grow too old.
Come on, give me fever, Put your little hand in mine. You make me dizzy, Miss Lizzie, Girl, you look so fine. You're just a-rockin' and a-rollin', I sure do wish you were mine.
You make me dizzy, Miss Lizzie, When you call my name.