Hey! Baby! This is me! Rockin' Robbie D! I'm so bad I make flowers die I make babies cry I take candy from babies and give dogs rabies and if that ain't bad the rain don't fall and that ain't all—biscuits ain't bread!
Bad, sad and just plain mad, the slang harangue of Rockin' Robbie D is delivered in a keening, rapid-fire wail that is recognizable only to dogs, seismographs—and teenagers. Not that the kids understand it all; sometimes, when Mr. Hip Lip, as he is also called, starts "makin' with the shakin' "...
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