| Oh well Susie is a doozy with a pony tail |
| She wears gold polish on her fingernails |
| I ain’t gonna let her meet another boy |
| I’m gonna keep her for my private joy |
| Yeah! |
| I use to go and Peggy Sue with a gingerbread |
| But never heard the bell ringin' in my head |
| But now my head is bangin' like a ding dong toy |
| You better stay away from my private joy |
| Yeah! |
| Oh don’t you call her on a week because she won’t be home |
| You’ll waste all your money on that telephone |
| We’re going pretty steady I’m telling you |
| I’ve built a wall of love around her so you can’t break through |
| A package from a hip teenage dream |
| Her skin looks just like peaches and cream |
| She’s got idol love every teenage boy, lucky me |
| She’s my private joy |
| Yes! |
| Oh don’t you call her on a week because she’s not at home |
| You’ll waste all your money on that telephone |
| We’re going pretty steady I’m telling you |
| There’s a wall around her so you can’t break through |
| A package from a hip teenage dream |
| Her skin looks just like peaches and cream |
| She’s got idol love every teenage boy, I’m so lucky |
| She’s my private joy |
| Woo! |
| Lucky me, she’s my private joy |
| Lucky me, she’s my private joy |
| I’m gonna keep her for my private joy |