Jo Jo The Dog Faced Boy - Annette Funicello

　　Saturday night at

　　The high school dance

　　A fella comes in

　　Wearing baggy pants

　　He starts to sing

　　Like a wounded hound

　　And the gals all screamed

　　And gathered round

　　Bow wow bow wow

　　Jo Jo the dog faced boy

　　Bow wow bow wow

　　Jo Jo the dog faced boy

　　Eyes bugged out

　　Through a patch of wool

　　Eyes bugged out

　　Through a patch of wool

　　His face hung down

　　Like a Boston bull

　　Face hung down

　　Like a Boston bull

　　The gals all clapped

　　Till their hands were red

　　The dog faced boy was

　　Knocking 'em dead

　　Dog faced boy was

　　Knocking 'em dead

　　Bow wow bow wow

　　Jo Jo the dog faced boy

　　Bow wow bow wow

　　Jo Jo the dog faced boy

　　Played the guitar and

　　Then hummed two c's

　　Then he rolled on the floor

　　Like a Pekinese

　　He almost shook

　　Himself in half

　　And the gals lined up

　　For his autograph

　　Bow wow bow wow

　　Jo Jo the dog faced boy

　　Bow wow bow wow

　　Jo Jo the dog faced boy

　　I wish I had

　　What Jo Jo had

　　Wish I had

　　What Jo Jo had

　　He drove the crowd

　　Stark raving mad

　　Drove the crowd

　　Stark raving mad

　　They ripped the clothes

　　Right off his back

　　Ripped the clothes

　　Right off his back

　　When he roared away

　　In his Cadillac

　　Where in the world was

　　The little Nash rambler

　　Bow wow bow wow

　　Jo Jo the dog faced boy

　　Bow wow bow wow

　　Jo Jo the dog faced boy

　　Bow wow bow wow

　　Jo Jo the dog faced boy

　　Bow wow bow wow

　　Jo Jo the dog faced boy